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Sapphic Erotica: Scene 51
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, rom, con
Celebs: Melanie Laurent, Elizabeth Debicki
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on Melanie sitting in the back of a cab. "Sydney. Not my favorite place to visit, but when my employers tell me to go somewhere, I go. Usually, I just stay in my hotel room until it's time to take care of whatever business, then go back until I can leave. Because Australia is a miserable place, especially this time of year. It's certainly not the kind of place I ever expected to fall in love."

Later, we see her carrying her bags into a hotel lobby, then standing in line for the front desk, looking around disinterestedly, a pair of sunglasses adding to the effect. "Next in line?" we hear the desk clerk say.

"Laurent, Melanie."

"And, how long will you be here?"

"Two day..." Melanie looks up, then rips her shades off, eyes wide and mouth gaping, as she sees Elizabeth for the first time.

"Ma'am?"

"Um...sorry, I just...Two days...I'll be checking out Sunday morning."

"Okay, let me just look you up..."

As Elizabeth tools with the computer, Melanie again narrates. "I...had never seen...anything like her. Elizabeth, that's what her nametag said, but I wanted to know more about her."

"Ah, yes, here we are, you're in room 1421. How many key cards will you be needing?"

Melanie composes herself, then smiles flirtily. "Better give me two."

Later, we see Melanie coming out of the bathroom, naked, drying her wet hair with a towel. Tossing the towel over a chair, Melanie sits on the end of the bed, and lies back. "The whole night, Elizabeth was on my mind. Not only was she beautiful, but I've always had a mighty lust for tall women. Usually that means 5'8", 5'9". Occasionally I meet one as tall as 5'11". But her...I've never seen a woman tower over me so. Standing so close to her, even with the desk between us, I...I actually felt weak." As her voice-over goes on, Melanie feels up her breasts, then starts rubbing her nipples, until, eventually, one hand moves down between her legs, and she moans, brow furrowing, as she starts to masturbate. "Mon dieux...I wanted to make love to her."

In our first close-up, we see Melanie rub up and down her pussy with her first two fingers, occasionally inserting them. "Oui...Oui...Oui..." As she continues, Melanie closes her eyes, and tilts her head back, and, back in the close-up, we can hear how wet she is, as she rubs and fingers herself, until, with a halted gasp, she cums.

The next day, Melanie is again entering the hotel. "After my business ended, I only had one thing on my mind: Elizabeth. The whole way back to the hotel, I was thinking of how to get her to my room. I was getting out of the car out front when it finally hit me."

Melanie walks up to the desk, where Elizabeth stands. "Ah, Ms. Laurent, is there something I can help you with?"

"J'attend..." Melanie whispers, then turns and heads for the elevators.

Later again, we see Melanie lying on her bed, then we hear a knocking, and Melanie goes to answer it. Opening the door, and seeing Elizabeth there, she smiles. "Entrez, Elizabeth..."

Later still, the two sit on the divan, with a bottle of wine on the floor between them. "Well, my mother is from here, but my father is from your country."

"Somehow, I could tell. There was something about you."

There's a pause, then, "You know...I was quite taken aback when you asked me to have dinner with you. I, uh, don't often have someone approach me like that. People tend to be intimidated by me, because, well..."

"You, too?" Elizabeth looks at Melanie, who, hesitantly, leans toward her, craning her neck up, and getting up on one knee. In another close-up, their lips meet, their kiss quickly becoming open-mouthed, as Melanie starts to caress Elizabeth's shoulders.

"Melanie..." Elizabeth gasps, as Melanie starts kissing her neck, "I've never done this before...With a woman, I mean..."

"Do you want to?" Melanie asks, facing her.

"I...Yes..."

Melanie smiles, then stands up, and takes her clothes off, until she stands before Elizabeth completely naked. She then gets on the bed, and then Elizabeth stands up, and herself strips naked, before getting on with her.

Immediately, the two continue making out, then Melanie starts kissing down Elizabeth's chest. In another close-up, Melanie squeezes Elizabeth's breasts, and sucks her pink nipples. "Hmm..." Melanie then starts kissing down Elizabeth's stomach, inching her way down with her lips. "God...I feel so hot..." Finally, Melanie arrives between Elizabeth's legs, and, in yet another close-up, begins to lick the outside of her pussy, then slides her tongue inside her juicy quim. "Hoh..." Elizabeth gasps audibly, then tilts her head back, brow furrowing. "Oh, my God..." she then whimpers breathing hard, as, back in the close-up, Melanie holds her pussy open, and licks all around the moist, pink inside. "Yes...Yes...Ooh, yes..." As she gets close to orgasm, Elizabeth starts to tremble, biting her lip, and whining through her teeth. Finally, with a throaty groan, and her whole body jerking, Elizabeth cums.

As Elizabeth catches her breath, Melanie kisses around her stomach, then looks up at her, smiling.

Now, we see Melanie on her back, legs spread, propped up on her elbows, looking down as, in another close-up, Elizabeth kisses her inner thighs, then slides her tongue inside Melanie's already drooling cunt. "Ooh...Oui..." Melanie lies back, head tilted back, and starts rubbing her thighs. "You say you haven't done this before?" After saying this, Melanie bites her lip. Back in the close-up, Elizabeth inserts her first two fingers in Melanie's twat, as she licks around her clit. "Hm!" Melanie groans, and starts grinding her hips, now chewing her lower lip. As she gets closer, Melanie starts to grind her hips, until, finally, letting out a high-pitched whine, she climaxes.

Later, the two lie together, asleep, Melanie's arms around Elizabeth. "I never thought I'd say this, but, when the morning came, I didn't want to leave. Well, I guess now I have a reason for wanting to come back here." We hear Melanie sigh contentedly, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 52
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, rom, con
Celebs: Alicia Witt, Lauren Lapkus
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on a car pulling into a driveway at night. After it stops, we cut inside, where Alicia and Lauren are open-mouthed kissing, hands rubbing all over each other, occasionally breaking the kiss to breathe. "I love you..." Lauren whispers into Alicia's mouth, before shooting her tongue out, and continuing the kiss.

Alicia pulls out, and kisses Lauren's chin, on the way to her neck. "I love you, too..." she whispers, once next to Lauren's ear.

"I was gonna say Jewish." Alicia laughs at loud at this, and Lauren laughs with her.

Moments later, Alicia's unlocking the door to her house, while Lauren kisses her neck from behind, caressing her hips. Once inside, Alicia puts her finger to her lips, and whispers, "Ssh...Don't wake Molly..."

"Okay, I won't..." Lauren whispers back, smirking.

The two enter Alicia's room, again making out, as Alicia backs Lauren into her bed, then pushes her down onto it, causing her to giggle. Alicia then crawls on top of Lauren, leaning down when they're face to face, and continuing to kiss her, while unbuttoning Lauren's blouse. Once it's open, Lauren reaches under her back, and unhooks her bra, then Alicia moves down, and, in our first close-up, pulls the bra down, and then licks and sucks one of Lauren's already hard nipples. "Uhm..." Lauren moans, closing her eyes, and pursing her lips. Back in the close-up, Alicia now sucks the other nipple, even gently biting it. Lauren, meanwhile, starts unbuttoning Alicia's shirt, then, once it's open, feels her up through her bra. Alicia then sits up, and undoes it in the front, then tilts her head back and moans as Lauren squeezes and fondles her pale tits.

"You know that's your doing..." Alicia grins at this, and, in another close-up, she pulls Lauren's panties aside, and starts to finger her drooling pussy. "Ohh..." Lauren moans, jumping slightly, and craning her neck back. Back in the close-up, Alicia has two fingers in, and is rubbing Lauren's clit with her thumb. "Huh!" Lauren gasps vocally, jerking her hips. Smirking, Alicia pulls her fingers out, and sucks them.

Now, we see Alicia's face is between Lauren's thighs. "Huh! Oh, God..." Lauren, now naked except for her panties, gasps and moans throatily, as, in another close-up, Alicia has her tongue deep inside her oozing slit, as she continues to rub her clit with her thumb. "Oh...fuck..." Lauren bites her lip, and shakes slightly, while pinching and pulling on her nipples. Back in the close-up, Alicia holds Lauren's pussy open, and laps up her copious juices, and we hear Lauren shiver with every tongue-stroke. "Oh, God..." Lauren whimpers, "Don't stop...I'm almost..." Just then, Lauren's brow furrows, and she moans, "I'm cumming..."

We now see Alicia on her back, moaning and writhing, as we see Lauren squeeze her tits, and, in another close-up, suck her light pink nipples. Lauren then moves one hand down, between Alicia's thighs, and, in another close-up, inserts her fingers in Alicia's ginger-rimmed cunt. "Shh...Yes..." Alicia starts grinding against Lauren's hand, groaning throatily all the time. "Oh, God...Suck my clit..."

Next, we see Lauren has her head between Alicia's thighs, as, in another close-up, she has her lips around the top of her pussy, while she fingers the hole. "Oh, God, so good..." Alicia bites her lip, as she kneads her tits, and tweaks her nipples. Back in the close-up, Lauren flicks her tongue back and forth over Alicia's clit, while she two-fingers her practically gushing pussy. "Oh, fuck..." Alicia groans, squinting, "Right there...That spot there..." Alicia's hips start to jerk, as, again in the close-up, we see Lauren's fingers wriggling inside her cunt, as she again sucks her clit. Finally, Alicia's face contorts, as she clenches her teeth, and then lets out a shrill whine, craning her neck back.

Later, we see the two asleep, Lauren resting her head on Alicia's chest, Alicia's fingers in her hair, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 53
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Billie Piper, Margot Robbie
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on Billie coming into her apartment building. As she's checking her mailbox, Margot comes in behind her, in jean cut-offs, and sandals, and checks her mail.

"Hey, Marg. Got anything interesting today?"

"No. You?"

"Just the usual junk." As she's looking down at her mail, her eyes are caught by Margot's feet.

"Yeah, I hear ya. I wouldn't even bother checking it, but I still need to check for bills." As she says this, she notices where Billie's looking. "Um, Billie?"

Billie stares at it, until Margot lowers her foot, then looks back up, smiling. "Hey, Marg, I've been meaning to ask you this for ages...Wanna come over to my place for tea sometime? Just, you know, we've lived next to each other for so long..."

"Oh, I'd love to have tea with you. How about Saturday?"

"Sounds good. Oh, and wear those."

"Um, okay."

Later, we see the two sitting on Billie's couch, talking. "I have to admit, I'm still getting used to your British winters. Coldest Australia ever gets is about ten degrees."

"Well, you definitely take full advantage when it gets warmer. Uh, you think I could take a closer look at those?" Billie points at Margot's sandals.

"Uh, yeah."

Billie kneels down in front of Margot, and examines her shoes. "These are beautiful. Where'd you get them?"

"This vintage place on Hanbury."

"Oh, I know that place." As Billie continues looking at them, one hand starts caressing Margot's calf. She then starts unbuckling the sandal.

"Um, Billie? What are you..." She trails off, as she sees Billie remove the shoe, and start fondling her foot. "Okay..." she says under her breath, "This just got weird..." Just then, Billie starts kissing Margot's toes. As she does this, Margot starts breathing hard, and even rubbing her thighs. In our first close-up, Billie starts sucking Margot's big toe, then sliding her tongue between the smaller ones. "Okay..." Margot speaks up, "I don't know why, but this is making my pussy wet."

"Really?" Billie says in a seductive tone, smirking. She then reaches up with one hand, and rubs the crotch of Margot's cut-offs. "Oh, my God, you are wet!" We then get a close-up of them, where we see a clearly visible wet spot in the middle. "Oh, God, take those off..." Looking down, and breathing audibly, Margot unzips her jeans, and takes them off. "Jeez, Marg, your panties are soaked!" Billie then leans over, and, in another close-up, pulls Margot's panties, which stick slightly to her, aside. She then leans in further, and begins to lick the outside of Margot's clammy pussy.

"Hoh..." Margot gasps, shifting around in place, as, back in the close-up, Billie works her tongue inside her drooling cunt. "Oh, God..." Margot squeals under her breath, "I can't believe this is happening..." As Billie eats her out, Margot lifts her foot, and starts rubbing the crotch of Billie's jeans.

"Ooh..." Billie tilts her head up, bites her lip, and grinds against Margot's foot.

"Take those off..." Smiling, Billie lays back, kicks her shoes off, then removes her pants and panties, and, in another close-up, Margot starts rubbing her sopping wet pussy up and down with her toes, before sticking the big one out, and inserting it in Billie's hole.

"Oh, God...Marg, I think I love you..." Billie moans, tilting her head back, as Margot toe-fucks her. She then picks her head back up, and then lifts her leg up, and, in yet another close-up, starts rubbing Margot's pussy with the ball of her foot.

"Ooh!" Margot squeals out loud. "Oh, Billie, please don't stop!"

"Huh!" Billie gasps vocally, as Margot starts toe-banging her faster. We then get alternating close-ups, as the two foot-job each other, until both cum with a shrill cry.

As their orgasms subside, Margot pulls her foot out of Billie's pussy, then brings it up to her mouth, and, in one more close-up, proceeds to suck Billie's juices off her toes. "Fuck, you're beautiful..." Billie says, then gets up, and leans in, as Margot lowers her foot, and the two share an open-mouthed kiss, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 54
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, inter, con
Celebs: Naomie Harris, Daisy Ridley
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on a London club in the sixties, where Daisy sits at a table with her friend. "You know," her friend says, "you don't have to wait for some guy to ask you to dance. You can ask one of them."

"Yeah, I know. Maybe I'm a little old-fashioned, but there's just something about having some handsome stranger stroll up and offer his hand to you."

"Yeah, Daze, you are old-fashioned. Pretty sure you'll be sitting here all night, if that's what you're waiting for."

As Daisy takes a sip of her drink, she notices Naomie standing on the other side of the room, smiling at her. "Um, Fe?"

"What?"

"Am I crazy, or is that colored woman looking at me?"

"Oh, my God, where?" Fe sees Naomie, who points in their direction.

Daisy points to herself, and mouths, "Me?", and Naomie nods, then beckons her with her finger."

Just then, The Who's "Can't Explain" starts playing, and Naomie excitedly grabs Daisy's arm, and drags her onto the dance floor. As they dance, Daisy starts to loosen up, and enjoy herself, a big grin on her face by the time the song ends.

"Oh, God, what...What am I..." Daisy then shoves her tongue in Naomie's mouth. "I can't believe this is happening..." she then whispers.

"Can your friend get home on her own?"

"Uh, she drove me..."

"Good. Let's get a cab."

Moments later, the two are in the backseat of a taxi, making out, while cradling each other's heads in their hands.

Later still, the two stand in Naomie's apartment, continuing to suck each other's faces. Naomie suddenly stops, then backs up, unzips her dress in the back, and lets it drop to the floor, so she's completely naked except for a pair of panties. Breathing hard, and chewing her lower lip, Daisy looks her up and down.

"Well..." Naomie then says, "Are you gonna let me be the only naked one?"

Once again hesitating slightly, Daisy takes off her dress. Now both naked, the two look at each other silently, then embrace and kiss. As they again make out, Naomie guides Daisy onto the bed, then crawls on top, and once again kisses her, before moving down her chest, and, in our first close-up, licks, then sucks on Daisy's pink, cherry-like nipples, first one, then the other. "Yes..." Daisy whispers, "God, keep going..."

"As you wish..." Naomie whispers back, smirking, then she starts kissing down Daisy's stomach, inching downward with her lips, and pulling her panties down, as she gets near to Daisy's area.

Daisy then gasps, brow furrowing, as, in another close-up, Naomie starts to eat out her already drooling pussy, lapping up her copious moisture. "Oh, my God..." Daisy squeaks, starting to clutch at herself, as, back in the close-up, Naomie licks her cunt with slow strokes. "Don't stop..." Daisy moans, starting to buck her hips, as, again in the close-up, Naomie fingers her, and licks around her clit. "Oh, God..." Daisy whines, breathing choppily, "I feel like..." Suddenly, she bears her teeth, and groans out loud. Daisy then gets up on her elbows, as Naomie crawls toward her. As she gets closer, Daisy places her hand on the back of Naomie's head, and open-mouth kisses her. "I wanna do you now..."

Now, we see Naomie on her back, moaning and smiling, as, in another close-up, Daisy licks her hard, black nipple, then sucks it. "Mmm...I think you might be a natural, love..." Daisy then starts slowly kissing down Naomie's brown stomach, as she gets up on her elbows, and watches her. We then, in another close-up, see Daisy bury her tongue in Naomie's juicy quim. "Ooh...Yesss..." Naomie lies back, and tilts her head up, letting out little whimpers as she breathes. Back in the close-up, we see Naomie's pink cunt dribble all over Daisy's tongue, which she works deeper inside. "Oh, God, love..." Naomie moans, pinching and pulling her nipples, "You make me so hot..." As she gets closer to orgasm, Naomie starts to grind her hips, and breathe audibly. Finally, tossing her head back and biting down on her lower lip, Naomie cums with a loud groan.

We then see the two lying face to face, embracing and tongue-kissing, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 55
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Gal Gadot, Sofia Boutella
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on an apartment in some city, at night, where we see Gal and Sofia asleep, spooning, with no covers, and barely any clothes. As we get closer, we see both are sweating profusely, hair matted to their foreheads, what clothes they do have on clinging to them. Suddenly, Sofia smiles, seemingly in her sleep, and starts rubbing Gal's thigh.

Gal smiles, and starts kissing Sofia's neck and shoulders. "Is it me, or do you always get horny when it's this hot?"

"I think it's your smell..."

"My smell? Have you taken a whiff of yourself lately?"

"No..." Sofia chuckles, as she lifts her arm, shoving her armpit in Gal's face. "Is it bad?"

"Oh, you bitch..." Gal breathes in Sofia's smell, then starts humping her butt, while one hand moves down, into Sofia's panties.

"Uh..." Sofia grunts breathily, then whispers, "Baise, oui..." After a moment of this, Sofia rolls onto her back, and whips her top off, revealing her sweat-glazed brown flesh, and her achingly hard dark brown nipples. As her and Gal kiss with open mouths, Sofia grabs the bottom of Gal's shirt, and pulls up on it, finally getting it off with her assistance. Gal then leans down, and, in our first close-up, licks and sucks one of Sofia's nipples. "Hmm..." Sofia moans, smiling and writhing on the bed, while pinching her other nipple hard.

Gal kisses down Sofia's stomach, while pulling down her panties, which are completely soaked with a combination of sweat and pussy juice. We then see, in another close-up, Gal lean over Sofia's thigh, and bury her tongue in the middle of her pink, spread-open cunt. "Ohh..." Sofia groans, grinding her hips, and now pinching both nipples. Back in the close-up, Gal has her first two fingers inside Sofia's twat, while her tongue caresses her throbbing clit. "Oh..." Sofia's mouth gapes, as she lifts her shoulders off the bed, hands behind her head. "Merde..." As Gal continues to finger-bang her, while now sucking her clit, Sofia clenches her teeth, and grunts and groans, face starting to contort. Finally, making a face like she's going to sneeze, Sofia cries out hoarsely.

"That feel good, baby?" Gal murmurs, kissing Sofia's wet thighs.

"Incroyable..." Gal giggles at this. "Lie back..."

"Oh, okay..." Gal mouths silently, smiling, as she stretches out on her back. Sofia then crawls up, wicked little smile on her face. In another close-up, she kisses Gal's shimmering belly, and licks around the rim of her navel. She then moves down, and grasps the crotch of Gal's saturated panties in her teeth, and tugs them down, pulling on the sides with her fingers. Once they're off, in yet another close-up, Sofia sticks her tongue in the middle of Gal's drooling pussy, and works it in deeper. "Yes..." Gal gasps, rubbing and squeezing her breasts, "Oh, God, right there..." Back in the close-up, Sofia holds Gal's snatch open with her fingers, and licks the dripping wet inside, with long, slow strokes. "Ohh...fuck..." Gal starts shaking, as Sofia's tongue caresses her slowly and roughly. "Baby, I'm gonna cum..."

"Yes..." Sofia whispers between licks, "Cum for me, chere..."

Breathing hard, Gal's whole body grinds and jerks, as she gets closer to orgasm. Suddenly, her body tenses, her face screws up, and she groans throatily, as it hits her.

Sofia then kisses around her stomach again, as Gal catches her breath. "Okay, I think I'm gonna sleep here until morning."

Sofia sits up, and smiles at her. "At the foot of the bed?"

"Yeah. There's a nice breeze here."

"Then I guess I'll join you." Sofia crawls up, and lies on her side next to Gal, then wraps her arms around her, and nuzzles against her breast. Both close their eyes, smiling, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 56
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Emma Thompson, Michelle Dockery
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on a hotel meeting room, where Emma is giving a lecture on business ethics. She finishes to room-filling applause, during which she notices Michelle sitting in the back. As everyone's leaving, Michelle comes up to her.

"Well, I didn't expect to run into you here."

"Are you joking? I hear my mentor is in town, you think I'm going to stay away?"

"Well, I see you remembered one of the things I told you."

"Leave the office once in a while, yes. Oh, I remembered everything, Emma. 'Take care of your employees,' 'Toss out the criminals,' and..."

"Pay your bloody taxes," Both say in unison, then laugh.

"And that's not all I remember..." Michelle says in a hushed voice, looking around to make sure everyone's gone, then leans in, and, in our first close-up, the two share a long, open-mouthed kiss. They eventually break it, Michelle sucking Emma's top lip as she pulls away. "You, uh, still ushering your young charges into womanhood?"

"Oh, yes..." Emma whispers. "Hard to believe, at my age, I still have young girls wanting to get in the sack with me."

"Well, look at you. You're still as sexy as the day I met you."

"What about you? You bedded any of your protégée's?"

Michelle smiles. "Guilty. Just like you, they all seem to want to show their admiration for me."

"Well, you were an exceptional student. I'm sure you're also an exceptional teacher." There's a pause, then Emma chuckles, and says, "So, I take it you didn't come here just to give me that one snog."

"Let's just say I hope you don't have a full dance ticket for this weekend, because I was hoping you could squeeze me in."

Emma smiles. "I'm always happy to reconnect with an old pupil." As she says this, the next group are coming in, so Emma leans over, and whispers in Michelle's ear. "Room 1247. Five o'clock." Michelle's lips curl in a tiny smile, and she struts away, and out of the room.

Later, we see Michelle approach a door, and knock. Seconds later, the door is answered by Emma, who smiles on seeing her.

It then cuts to the two tongue-kissing in front of the bed, as Michelle starts to unbutton Emma's blouse. Once it's open, Michelle kisses down Emma's neck, then her chest, while she gropes her through her black silk bra. As she does this, Emma reaches under her shirt in back, and unhooks it, then Michelle pulls it down, and starts feeling up Emma's bare breasts.

"Bloody hell..." Michelle whispers, "No wonder the girls still want to bed you. These have barely aged." She then leans down, and, in another close-up, licks, then sucks on Emma's nipples, alternating between them.

We now see Emma sitting on the bed, while Michelle kneels before her, both naked except for their panties. In another close-up, Michelle moves Emma's black silk panties aside, and sticks her tongue in her already sopping wet cunt. "Uhhh..." Emma groans, tilting her head back, "Fuck...I forgot you were the best at this." She then starts to rub and squeeze her tits, as, back in the close-up, Michelle slowly licks up the middle of Emma's pussy, eventually reaching her clit, which she flicks with her tongue. "Mmf..." Emma moans, brow furrowing, and biting her lip. Again in the close-up, Michelle inserts her first two fingers in Emma's cunt, and thrusts them in and out, as she licks around her clit in a circle. "Oh, God..." Emma gasps, just before she starts bucking her hips and squealing, while squeezing her tits hard.

Michelle then comes up, and shoves her tongue in Emma's mouth. "Fuck..." Emma gasps, licking her juices off Michelle's lips. "I haven't cum like that in ages..."

Now, Michelle's on her back, as Emma gropes and squeezes one tit, sucking on the hard, pink nipple. Emma then kisses down Michelle's stomach, pausing to lick around her navel, until she arrives at her white, cotton panties. In another close-up, Emma pulls them aside, sticking to her a little, before licking the outside of her clammy, light pink pussy. "Hohhh..." Michelle moans, starting to writhe on the bed, and feeling up her squishy titties. Back in the close-up, Emma spreads Michelle's pussy open, and laps up her juices from the darker pink inside. "Mmf..." Michelle bites her lip, as she squirms under Emma's tongue. Again in the close-up, Emma, still holding Michelle's pussy open, two-fingers it, while she licks around her clit. "Oh, God!" Michelle suddenly whimpers, "I'm gonna cum!" Clutching at herself, as her gyrations get more pronounced, finally Michelle arches her back, and lets out a shrill whine through her teeth.

Later, we see the two lying face to face, tongues wriggling together between their mouths, as their hands caress each other's back and shoulders. Pausing for breath, both smile and laugh, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 57
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, exh, con
Celebs: Ellen Page, Blake Lively
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on a strip club, where Blake stands by the bar, in a black leather bra, panties, and knee-length boots. "Mike, did Chuck show up today?"

"Still haven't seen him," the bartender says.

"Fuck! Now I'm gonna have to go break his dick off."

Mike laughs at this, then motions next to her. "Hey, looks like you got a customer."

Blake looks to her right, then looks down, and sees Ellen, in a tomboyish t-shirt and shorts. "Eighteen plus here."

Moments later, we see Ellen standing in front of a jukebox, sipping a beer, as Blake looks her up and down. "Am I even gonna fit on your lap?"

Ignoring her, Ellen continues looking, then, "Holy shit, you got this song?" She hits the button combination, then sits in the folding chair, and, seconds later, "I Wish You Were A Beer" by Cycle Sluts From Hell starts playing. On hearing it, Blake smiles, and starts dancing, banging her head as she approaches Ellen, then straddles her legs, waving her tits in her face, as she grinds against her lap. In the closing moments of the song, she rips off her bra, giving Ellen an up close look at her naked titties.

"Oh, fuck, that was hot!" Ellen says, stuffing some bills in Blake's panties. Blake grins, as she rests her arms on Ellen's shoulders, and her forehead on Ellen's as well. "Hey, I was just thinking, anyone ever give you a lapdance?"

Blake laughs, as she responds, "No, I can't say they ever have."

Ellen pulls out more bills. "Why don't you go pick a song, and I'll get ready." Still laughing, Blake gets up and goes to the jukebox, as, behind her, Ellen strips down to her underwear. After a moment, Blake now sits down, just as Judas Priest's "Living After Midnight" starts, causing Ellen to laugh. As the song plays, we see Ellen is surprisingly good, as she rides on top of Blake's considerably roomier lap, at one point taking her bra off in one fluid motion. As we hear the line, 'I'm getting hotter by the hour,' we see from Blake's face that she is indeed getting turned on.

When the song ends this time, Ellen suddenly shoves her tongue in Blake's mouth, and Blake gladly takes it, even offering her own. "You know..." Blake says with a gasp, when they stop, "My shift is ending in a minute. How about you take me home to your place?"

"My car is tiny."

Blake chuckles at this. "It's okay. I'm flexible."

Some time later, we see the two embracing and kissing on Ellen's bed, in only their panties, Ellen groping and squeezing Blake's large breasts. Between kisses, Ellen asks, breathily, "You ever done this before?"

"Done it with a chick? Hell, I used to do porn."

Ellen grins up at her. "Really? Girl-girl?"

"Oh, yeah. Sometimes girl-girl-girl."

"You good?"

Blake suddenly throws Ellen off her, and onto her back. "Okay," she says as she does this, "I'm gonna show you." She then gets on top of Ellen, and, starts licking and sucking one of her nipples, while, down below, she moves her panties aside, and starts to finger-bang Ellen's hairy twat.

"Hoh!" Ellen gasps vocally, brow furrowing. After a bit, Blake moves down, tracing a line down Ellen's pudgy stomach, while pulling down her panties. Once she gets to her area, Blake grabs some of Ellen's pubes between her teeth, and tugs on it. "Oh, Jesus..." Ellen chuckles, watching her, propped up on her elbows. We then see, in our first close-up, Blake spread open Ellen's now drooling pussy, and start lapping up her moisture from the inside. "Ooh...God..." Ellen moans, face twitching, tilting her head back. Back in the close-up, Blake has her first two fingers stuffed in Ellen's cunt, as she licks around her clit. "Huh...huh..." Ellen breathes hard, starting to buck her hips. Suddenly, her face contorts, and, craning her neck back, Ellen lets out a deep, throaty groan.

As she recovers, Blake comes up, and tongue-kisses her, giving her a taste of her own juices. "Think you can match that?" she then whispers.

"Well..." Ellen whispers back, "I've never done porn, but I've eaten a lot of pussy in my day." She then, in an amazing display of leverage, throws Blake back under her, both laughing. Ellen then leans down, and sucks Blake's hard nipples, tugging on them a bit with her lips.

She then scoots down, pulling Blake's panties aside, and, in another close-up, shoves her tongue in the middle of Blake's already sopping wet pussy. "Ooh!" Blake whines, then moans breathily, "Huh..." She then starts writhing on the bed, digging her teeth into her lower lip, and kneading her tits, as, back in the close-up, Ellen licks and sucks on her throbbing clit, while she moves her fingers in and out, her hand upside down. "Oh!" Blake gasps, "Oh, God, don't stop..." Again in the close-up, Ellen takes Blake's clit between her teeth, and tugs it. "Oh, fuck..." Blake starts to dig her nails into her big, soft tits, "Oh, God, that's it...Keep doing that..." Suddenly, her back arches, her leg jerks, almost knocking Ellen off her, and she lets out a shrill whine, as she cums hard.

As she catches her breath, Ellen climbs off her, and reaches for her panties. "So, should I drive you home, or is your car back at the club?"

"You don't want me to stay?"

"Uh, I do. I just figured you might want to..."

Blake giggles. "Oh, honey, relax. C'mon, lie back down with me." After hesitating a moment, Ellen comes back to her, and the two share a long, deep tongue-kiss. "Anyway..." Blake then says when they stop, "We can get my car in the morning." Ellen laughs out loud at this, and Blake again giggles, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 58
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, anal, con
Celebs: Thandie Newton, Sienna Miller
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on Thandie and Sienna in a large bathtub, lips locked in an open-mouthed kiss, soapy water dripping down their arms and breasts. Between kisses, Sienna whispers, "Isn't this a better anniversary than going out to some fancy restaurant?"

"Oh, it is, love. Especially since the thing I'm most hungry for can't be eaten in public."

Sienna smiles. "Well, you could, but we'd probably get picked up." Thandie laughs at this, and Sienna chuckles, before they continue kissing. Sienna then places her hands under Thandie's breasts and lifts them up, then leans her head down, and, in our first close-up, licks and sucks on one of Thandie's brown nipples, then the other.

"Hmm..." Thandie moans, tilting her head back, cupping and squeezing her breasts as Sienna kisses them. Back in the close-up, Sienna takes one of Thandie's nipples between her teeth, biting it gently, and tugs on it. "Ooh..." Thandie moans a little louder, brow furrowing.

Now, we see Thandie sitting on the edge of the tub, as Sienna kneels in the water in front of her. In another close-up, Sienna spreads open Thandie's dripping wet pussy, and licks the pink inside. "Oh, yes..." Thandie sighs, feeling her still wet tits up. Back in the close-up, Sienna licks around Thandie's throbbing pink clit, while she two-fingers her tight, juicy hole. "Ohh..." Thandie's face screws up, and she starts to knead her tits.

We then see Thandie on her knees, bent over the edge of the tub, her tits dripping soap suds all over the floor, as, behind her, Sienna fondles her butt-cheeks, and, in another close-up, licks her brown, dripping wet asshole. "Oh, God, love...Yesss..." As Sienna's tongue caresses Thandie's butt-hole, one hand comes down, and she again two fingers her cunt. "Oh..." Thandie again starts to squeeze her tits, which slip and slide a little in her hands. Back in the close-up, Sienna now has her middle finger in Thandie's butt. "Ooh!" Thandie moans out loud, then cups her tongue, and slowly licks her top lip.

We now see Sienna balancing on the edge, hands bracing her, as, in another close-up, Thandie licks her pussy, still steaming from the hot water. "Oh, God..." At one point, Thandie replaces her tongue with her hand, and vigorously rubs Sienna's clit, while looking up at her, and again licking her top lip. "Ooh!" Sienna moans loudly, as Thandie diddles her twat with her fingers. Thandie then leans back down, and, back in the close-up, she sucks on Sienna's hard clit, while she now finger-bangs her cunt.

Thandie then grabs one thigh, and lifts it up, against Sienna's body. In another close-up, Thandie licks Sienna's pink, quivering butt-hole, while she again rubs her clit with her fingers. "Oh! Fuck..." Sienna groans out loud, breathing vocally, as Thandie tongue-fucks her ass. Back in the close-up, Thandie inserts her first two fingers in Sienna's asshole, eliciting a loud groan from her. "Ooh! Huh!" Sienna starts to tremble, almost falling off, as Thandie now licks her clit.

Now, Thandie is up on one knee in the water, hands gripping the edge, as, in another close-up, she rubs her pussy against Sienna's. "Oh, God!" Sienna cries out, and both are visibly shaking, as they go clit to clit.

"Oh, fuck..." Thandie wails, "I'm gonna cum..."

"Oh, God, cum with me, love..." Thandie continues to grind against Sienna, until both shriek almost simultaneously.

As both catch their breath, Thandie leans in, and the two share one more kiss, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 59
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FFF, oral, mas, drugs, ws, con
Celebs: Susan Sarandon, Sally Field, Meryl Streep
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on a motel room, where we see the door open, and the three enter, in all black. "God, now Candy's gone," Sally says.

"How old was she?" Meryl asks.

"Just turned seventy," Susan answers. They all sit on the bed, as they continue talking.

"And she still looked good, too. I mean, I remember when she and Johnny split, thinking she could easily get herself a younger guy."

"Speaking of which," Sally says, grinning, "I hear you have a new man in your life, Susan."

"Oh, yes, and I hear he's rather...youthful."

"He's...forty." Sally and Meryl chuckle at this. "Hell, you know what? All three of us are still sexy as fuck. You two could easily get yourself someone young and...virile..." Susan says this exhaling vocally.

Susan reaches into her handbag, and pulls out a bag of pot. "What do you think?"

Later, we see the three sitting in a circle in the middle of the bed, in more comfortable clothes, laughing, as there's a visible haze in the room. "What did that guy call you, Sal?" Susan asks.

"He called me Frog!" All three laugh out loud.

"Yeah, that guy, kind of a creep."

The laughter dies down a bit, then Meryl asks, "You guys remember that night when we invited those three guys over..."

"Oh, God!" Sally facepalms, laughing, "I know where you're going with this." She pulls her face out of her hands, grinning. "They never showed up."

"You remember what we ended up doing that night?"

"Yeah, I remember!" Susan points at her. "And you kept giggling, 'I've never done this before,' but we figured out pretty quickly you were full of shit."

Meryl places her hand on her chest, and says, breathily, "So, have you two done that again since that night?"

Her and Sally immediately look at Susan, who responds by rolling her eyes. "Yes, I've been with a few women since then. What about you two?" Her and Meryl look at Sally, who starts snickering.

"Okay, this one office Christmas party, me and the boss' daughter..." The other two laugh out loud at this. "And what about you, huh?"

Meryl smiles a little, looking down. "Some years ago, I had an affair with one of my female students."

"Oh, my God!" Susan says, "Did your husband ever find out?"

"No, it's been mine and the girl's secret for, God, twenty years now." Silently, Meryl then looks at Sally, who smiles back at her, then, suddenly, the two begin open-mouth kissing.

"Oh, fuck..." Susan gasps, "We're really doing this..." Smirking, she whips her shirt off, her huge tits flopping out. She then leans forward, and grabs the bottom of Meryl's shirt. Meryl responds by pulling it off herself, then pulling Susan closer, and shoving her tongue in her mouth. As they now make out, Sally now takes her shirt off, so all three are topless, then insinuates herself, making the kiss three-way.

Now, all three are naked, as we see Sally on her back, her and Susan tongue-kissing, as, down below, Meryl is on her stomach between Sally's thighs. In our first close-up, we see Meryl work her tongue inside Sally's juicy cunt. "Oh, fuck..." Sally moans, grabbing her tits hard. As she lets them go, tilting her head back, Susan grabs one, and licks and sucks her hard nipple. Back in the close-up, Meryl spreads open Sally's pussy, and laps up her copious juices. "Oh, God, I haven't even masturbated in forever..." Sally shudders, starting to hyperventilate. "Fuck...I'm gonna..." Sally then tosses her head back, and cries out, brow furrowing.

We now see Susan sitting on Sally's face, as Meryl sits behind her, squeezing and fondling her tits, while she kisses her neck and shoulders. In another close-up, we see Sally has her tongue buried in Susan's cunt, which drools into her mouth. "Oh, fuck..." Susan gasps, face contorting, as Meryl leans around her, and sucks one of her nipples, flicking her tongue on it intermittently. Back in the close-up, Sally has gotten two of her fingers in Susan's twat, and is fucking her with them. As she does this, Susan starts to grind against her fingers. Suddenly, her face screws up, and she lets out a loud, hoarse cry. Again in the close-up, Sally pulls her fingers out, and sucks them.

Meryl is now on her back, looking down, as, in another close-up, Susan works her tongue up and down inside Meryl's sopping wet cunt, between her lips. "Oh, fuck..." Meryl gasps, hands caressing her body up and down, then rubbing and pinching her hard nipples. Sally, meanwhile, sits to the side, rubbing and fingering her twat, as she watches them. Back in the close-up, Susan has her fingers buried deep in Meryl's twat, as she flicks her tongue side to side over her clit. "Hah!...Hah!...Hah!" Meryl repeatedly yelps, jerking her hips every time. "Oh, God!" she then groans, craning her neck back, and her pelvic thrusts get more frequent. Suddenly, again in the close-up, we hear a gurgling sound, then Meryl's pussy squirts in Susan's face, causing her to laugh.

The three now lay together on the bed, passing a joint between them. "God..." Susan sighs, "I haven't had it that good in a long time."

"I know..." Meryl says, "I forgot how much I enjoy being with women."

"Yeah...it was good..." Sally says, smiling, holding the joint. "You know what, though?" The other two turn their heads to her, and she turns to them. "I am still so fucking horny, I was just thinking...I mean, you said it yourself, Susan, we're still sexy as fuck. Why don't we go out there, find three young guys who'd like to get with hotties like us, bring them back here, and fuck their brains out." The other two immediately start laughing.

"Fuck it..." Susan says, getting up, "Where's our clothes?" The other two get up with her, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 60
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, rom, con
Celebs: Mary Elizabeth Winstead, Jennifer Lawrence
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on Mary, in 1950s male-styled, but made to fit her body, clothes, fiddling with some photographic equipment in her studio apartment, as we hear her voice over. "I've been a nude-art photographer for, God, ever since art school. Let's just say I found my calling. I'm also a lesbian. For obvious reasons, I have to keep it hidden, but my friends in the art community say it's obvious to them, even if it isn't to the straights." As she's finishing setting up, there's a knock on the door. "It's open." Mary doesn't notice as Jennifer comes in, in a secretarial dress. "In spite of my orientation, and the fact all my models are women, I've always been able to
keep my work and my personal desires separate. That is, until Jenny..."

"Is it alright if I just get naked here?" Jennifer says, with a cultured Southern accent.

"Thanks," Jennifer says, unzipping her dress, and letting it fall off her, "I've never understood the point of undressing behind a curtain, when you're just going to be naked anyway." Mary's breathing speeds up, as Jennifer reaches behind her back, and takes off her bra.

"There was something about this woman. As I watched Jenny undress, I could almost hear my heart pounding in my chest. For the first time in my career, I could feel my professional detachment breaking down."

Now naked, Jennifer walks over to the ornate 1930s-style couch in one end of the room. "So, how do you want me to lie down?"

"Um, just spread yourself out." Jennifer sprawls out on it, and there's another voice-over. "I actually started feeling light-headed, as my eyes took in Jenny's naked body. Part of me felt afraid I wasn't going to make it through this." Jennifer smiles at Mary, as she lifts the camera to her head. "Oh, that's perfect. Hold that." We then see the flash go off, followed by a montage of Jennifer in various vaguely suggestive poses, including one of her on her hands and knees, looking over her shoulder at the camera, with a sultry expression on her face.

We then see Mary writing out the check for Jennifer's payment. "It was rough going, but I made it. I knew I would have to masturbate as soon as Jenny left, but at least I didn't let my desires get the better of me."

"Hey, listen, do y'all have a shower I can use? The one at my apartment is broken."

"Oh, uh, sure. Right in there." Mary nods toward her bathroom.

"Thank you so much." Jennifer heads in that direction.

"I barely even registered what she just said, just that it had something to do with the bathroom. I was so focused on remaining professional just a little longer, until she left, I wasn't even thinking about the fact I could hear my shower running as I approached to ask a question."

Mary opens the door, and stops in her tracks, as she sees Jennifer silhouetted behind the curtain. Hearing her enter, Jen peeks over the shower rod. "Oh, hey, thanks again. I'll be out in a minute."

"It was at that moment that I knew my professional detachment was about to fail me. There were no two ways about it. On seeing Jenny in there, I forgot what I was going to ask her, but a new question came to mind." After hesitating a moment, Mary speaks. "Hey, listen, this is a bit spur of the moment, I know, but I was just wondering if you'd be willing to take a few more pictures. I'd be willing to pay extra."

"Okay. Let me just finish in here, and..."

"Oh, uh, no, stay right there. I'm going to go get my camera."

Minutes later, we see Mary standing in the bathroom, with her camera, and Jen still in the shower, with the curtain open. "Could you just let your hair down?"

"Um, alright, but it'll get wet."

"Oh, I know. I'd like you to get it all wet."

Jen chuckles, as she unties her hair, then holds her head under the shower head. We then get a montage of Jen posing in the shower, soaping herself up between shots, including one of her cupping her breasts in her hands, head tilted back, with a euphoric grin on her face.

The montage continues with shots of Jennifer, still wet from the shower, spread out on Mary's bed. As it goes on, we see some shots where Jen's legs are open, that clearly show her labia, albeit somewhat hidden by her 50s bush. "Jesus almighty..." Jen says, smiling, "I've never done a shoot like this."

"Oh, this is going to cause some scandal..." Jen trails off, as she lies back, and starts rubbing and fingering her pussy, while Mary continues taking pictures. As Jen approaches orgasm, Mary gets on the bed, leans over her, and takes shots of her face contorting as she cums.

As her orgasm subsides, Jen looks up, to see Mary smiling down at her. Mary tosses her camera into a nearby chair, then lowers herself on top of Jen, and, in our first close-up, the two share a passionate, open-mouthed kiss. "Oh, God..." Jennifer gasps, as Mary kisses her chest and shoulders, "You don't know how long it's been since I met another dyke like me..." Moving down further, we see Mary squeeze and fondle Jennifer's large breasts, and, in another close-up, lick and suck her nipples, alternating between them. Mary continues, tracing a line down Jen's stomach with her lips.

Finally, Mary kisses down Jen's bush, then, in another close-up, slides her tongue inside her already oozing pussy. "Huh!" Jen gasps vocally, brow furrowing, arms over her head, already starting to grind and writhe on the bed. Back in the close-up, Mary moves her fingers in and out of Jen's audibly wet cunt, occasionally taking them out to suck them, before putting them back in. She then removes them one last time, and continues to eat Jennifer out, concentrating on her clit, periodically spitting out the odd hair. "Oh, sweet Jesus, I'm gonna cum again..." Jen's face again contorts, and she cries out, voice cracking, as the second orgasm hits her.

Now, we see Jen on top, unbuttoning Mary's shirt as their tongues intertwine. Jen then opens Mary's shirt, exposing her breasts. "Oh, Mary..." Jen whispers, "I'd ask how you could cover up such a beautiful body, but, to be honest, the male attire really turns me on..." Jennifer leans down, and, in another close-up, flicks her tongue on Mary's hard nipple, before taking it in her lips, and tugging it gently.

We then see Jennifer leaning over Mary's legs, as she pulls her pants off. She then starts pulling down her panties, kissing her thighs all the while. Once they're off, Jen leans down, and sticks her tongue in the middle of Mary's hairy pussy. "Oh, God..." Mary gasps, barely audible, looking down at Jen, as we see she still has the shirt on. Back in the close-up, Jen holds Mary's cunt open, and laps up her copious moisture from the pink inside. She then starts to tongue-fuck Mary, who reacts by screwing her face up, and letting out a high-pitched whine through her teeth, as she chews her lower lip. As Jen, again in the close-up, now rubs Mary's clit with her thumb, while continuing to eat her, Mary starts to buck her hips, and another barely audible sound escapes her lips, as she climaxes.

Later, we see Mary and Jennifer, face to face on the bed, embracing and lips locked, as Mary narrates one last time. "Jenny...is my world. My everything. I've had the occasional tryst with one of my fellow artists, or some woman I met at a party, but Jenny's my lover. She's the first woman I've ever been able to say that about. Jenny Lawrence, I love you." The two break the kiss, and smile at each other, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 61
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, rom, con
Celebs: Zoe Bell, Jennifer Carpenter
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on Zoe sitting cross-legged on a hotel bed, laptop in front of her, mike headset on her head. "Okay, babe, you are clear."

On the other end, Jennifer is in a server room, with a device hooked up to one of the units. "Alright, implanting the code now."

On Zoe's laptop, we see a cluster of security feeds, as Zoe narrates. "I met Jenny on a mission between our two agencies, that is New Zealand's SIS and the US' FBI. We kept in touch after that, and at some point became lovers. When our relationship was discovered, we were both unceremoniously discharged, with our retirement packages slashed to pieces. Of course, neither agency knew we were both aware of the embezzlement going on in the upper echelons of our respective bureaus, so we decided to get our own back, by stealing every cent they had themselves stolen."

Back with Jennifer, her device finishes uploading the code. "Alright, it's finished."

"We'd be co-mums." Jennifer starts laughing, and Zoe laughs with her. After a moment, they stop, and Jennifer smiles at Zoe, then leans forward, and, in our first close-up, they share a passionate, open-mouthed kiss, with their tongues briefly visible as their lips slide against each other. They stop for a second, as Zoe takes off her old t-shirt, then continue, Zoe leaning back, and pulling Jennifer down with her. For a moment, all we hear is their breathing, as they make out, hands rubbing all over each other's backs and shoulders.

Jennifer then starts kissing down Zoe's neck, while she gropes her through her bra. Looking down at her, Zoe reaches under her back, and unhooks it, and then Jennifer slips it off her, and, in another close-up, sucks one of Zoe's hard, pointy nipples, as she squeezes and fondles her tits. "Hmm..." Zoe sighs, tilting her head back, and smiling wide. Letting out moaning breaths, Zoe again looks down, and undoes Jennifer's bra.

Continuing downward, Jennifer kisses around Zoe's stomach, while she pulls down her stretch pants, panties with them, finally pulling them off her feet. Jennifer then leans down, and, in another close-up, kisses Zoe's inner thighs and her pubic mound, before sliding her tongue inside her moist slit. "Oh, babe..." Zoe moans, brow furrowing, "I still mean what I said our first time; you give amazing head..." Back in the close-up, we see Jennifer spread open Zoe's lips, and slowly lick the dripping, pink interior. "Oh, God..." Zoe breathes hard, slowly grinds her hips, and presses her closed-handed palm against her forehead. "Huh...Don't stop, babe...I'm almost there..." Again in the close-up, Jennifer has her tongue buried in the middle of Zoe's drooling cunt, while she rubs her clit in a circle with her thumb. It then cuts to Zoe's mouth, which gapes open, as she lets out a muted squeal.

We now see Jennifer on her back, as, in another close-up, Zoe flicks her tongue on one of her pencil eraser-like nipples, then takes it between her lips. Zoe then starts kissing down her chest and stomach, tracing a line downward with her lips and tongues, pausing to lick around Jen's navel. As she does this, Jennifer looks down at her, arms folded over her head.

Back down below, Zoe clutches the waistband of Jen's panties between her teeth, and pulls them down. After getting them past her feet, Zoe comes back up, and, in yet another close-up, inserts her first two fingers in Jennifer's moist quim, then pulls them out and sucks on them. Zoe repeats this, as Jen's face contorts, and she even shivers a little, as, back in the close-up, Zoe starts flicking her tongue on Jen's clit, causing her to jerk her hips a little on every stroke. Soon, Zoe begins to lick around Jennifer's clitoris in a circle, while she plunges her fingers deep in Jen's hole. "Oh, fuck...Oh, you have no idea how good that feels..." As Zoe continues eating her, Jennifer bites her lip, and starts rubbing her thighs. Again in the close-up, we hear a squicking sound, as Zoe finger-bangs Jen's practically gushing cunt. Suddenly, Jennifer's face screws up, she arches her back, and she gasps vocally, baring her teeth.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 62
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, anal, exh, con
Celebs: Gemma Arterton, Cara Delevingne
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on a London strip club, where we hear a cockney voice announce, "Coming out right now to the main stage, to perform their new dual routine, here is Gemma and Cara!"

The two then step out, in black bras and panties, and proceed to circle around the pole, keeping their eyes fixed on each other. Finally, they come together, faces almost touching, mouths open and tongues out, teasing the audience, who begin to hoot and holler. Cara then lifts her chin, and Gemma kisses the nape of her neck, then slowly licks up it, ending at the tip of said chin, which she sucks for a second. Following this, Cara leans down, and buries her face between Gemma's large, shapely breasts. As Cara kisses her cleavage, Gemma reaches in back, and, with one swift motion, unhooks Cara's bra and rips it off, tossing it into the audience. At that, Cara grabs Gemma's hips and spins her around, giving her ass a slap, then leaning in, and undoing Gemma's bra with her teeth. Once again, the bra is ripped off, Gemma's tits jiggling as it's pulled off her. As Gemma bends over, rubbing her ass against Cara's area, Cara kisses her shoulder blades, then slides her hands up Gemma's stomach, and cups her big tits. Cara's hands then quickly drop from Gemma's tits, and grab her panties, then yank them off, and, like before with her tits, Cara buries her face between Gemma's cheeks, which gets the biggest response yet. As she does this, Gemma spreads her legs open, and Cara slides under her, their positions suggesting a sixty-nine. Finally, Gemma reaches down, and pulls off Cara's panties, then, as with all the other clothing articles, tosses it in the audience, and then Cara spreads her legs open, and pushes her area up towards Gemma. The lights then go out, causing the audience to go, "Aaawww..." almost in unison. The lights then come back up, and the two, now standing, smile and wave at everyone, to thunderous applause, and a rain of pound notes.

Later, the two are in the dressing room, counting their tips. "Holy shit!" Cara gushes, "How much did you count?"

"I know, especially when I stuck my face in your arse. I thought they were gonna start whipping it out and wanking."

"Well, I have to admit, that even made me a little wet."

Cara gives her a sly smirk. "You've never been with another woman, have you?"

"No. I mean I have no problem playing for the audience, but I've never really been driven to actually try it, you know?"

"Well, maybe you just need a girl to make the first move?"

Gemma snickers nervously. "Oh, I think I know where this is headed."

"And are you averse to it?"

"Not exactly." Cara smiles, then gets up and sits down on Gemma's lap. She then leans down, and, in our first close-up, the two share a tender, open-mouthed kiss, with Cara tugging on Gemma's lower lip at one point. Gemma, meanwhile, reaches in back, and again unhooks Cara's bra, which Cara slips off, smirking down at her. Gemma immediately leans in, groping Cara's tits, and, in another close-up, begins licking and sucking on Cara's brown nipples, making them hard.

"Hm..." Cara moans, cradling Gemma's head in her arms. Back in the close-up, we see Gemma grip one of Cara's nipples in her teeth, and tug on it a little, before releasing.

Cara then drops down to the floor, and then leans in, and grabs the bridge of Gemma's bra between her teeth, so, chuckling, Gemma unhooks it in back, and Cara immediately rips it off her, and tosses it aside, causing her to outright laugh. Cara then leans back in, and, in another close-up, flicks her tongue on one of Gemma's hard, eraser-like nipples, then places her mouth over it, and sucks, while groping the other tit. Cara does this with both nipples, then holds up both tits, puts her face between them, and squeezes them around her head.

Now, Gemma's panties are off, as Cara leans over her thigh, and, in another close-up, has her tongue buried in Gemma's juicy slit, while, down below, she has her first two fingers plunged in her drooling hole, pumping in out. "Ooh, yes..." Gemma chews her lower lip, while she squeezes and fondles her big, soft tits. Back in the close-up, Cara's tongue concentrates on Gemma's clit, while, below that, she uncurls her ring finger, and sticks it between Gemma's cheeks, and into her sopping wet butthole. "Oh!" Gemma grunts, even jerking her hips a bit. "Oh, God, Cara..." she then whines, face contorting, "You're gonna make me cu...Huh! Oh, fuck!" Gemma digs her nails into the chair's arms, as the orgasm hits her.

The two have now switched places, with Cara's legs up on the chair's arms, looking down at Gemma, and running her fingers through her hair, as, in another close-up, Gemma licks around the top of Cara's pussy, while her index finger moves in and out of her drooling hole. "Mmm..." Cara moans, rubbing her thigh with her other hand. "Yeah...lick my clit..." Back in the close-up, Gemma's tongue probes between Cara's lips. "Ooh! Oh, you're a natural, Gem..." After a time, as Cara starts to breathe hard, whimpering on every exhale, she suddenly says, "Back up..." Gemma gets up on her knees, and Cara scoots forward, exposing her asshole. Hesitantly, Gemma leans down, and, in yet another close-up, begins to give Cara's pussy-juice soaked butthole a tongue bath. "Ooh...Oh, Gem...You don't know how hard it is to find a girl who'll eat my arse out that readily..." Back in the close-up, Gemma inserts her first two fingers in Cara's pussy, and rubs her clit with her thumb, causing Cara to hyperventilate. Not long after, Cara arches her back, and cries out loudly, voice cracking, as she cums.

Later, the two are once again dressed, and walking out of the now closed club. "So," Cara says, standing next to her car, fishing in her pocket for the keys, "now you've done the sapphic thing, what did you think of it?"

"Actually," Gemma replies, standing next to her, "I was wondering if you'd consider taking me back to your place."

"Really?" Cara grins at her.

"Oh, yes..." Gemma then leans in close, and whispers, "Because believe me, love, I'm not done with you yet. Not even remotely..." She punctuates this by shoving her tongue in Cara's mouth, which she gladly accepts, and the two make out by the car, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 63
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, drugs, ws, con
Celebs: Kate Winslet, Carey Mulligan
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on a public bathroom, where Kate comes out of one of the stalls, in a full-length gown, and checks her make-up in the mirror. Just then, Carey comes in, similarly dressed. "Oh, hey, Kate!"

"Carey!" Kate smiles, and gives Carey a peck on the cheek, then continues looking in the mirror, as Carey does the same.

"So, we're both nominated tonight."

"Yeah, I know."

"How many times is this for you?"

"I don't know, I lost count at some point." Carey giggles at this.

"Yeah. You know they're already calling you 'Dame Kate' on the internet?"

"Really? I can definitely see you getting that honor someday." Carey grins and giggles bashfully.

"Well, Dame Kate, I hope you win tonight."

"Well, Dame Carey, I hope I do, too." Both of them laugh at this, as they leave.

Later, the two come out of the after party, a little tipsy and disheveled. "She definitely deserved it more than we did..." Carey slurs.

"I know, she was so good in..." Kate starts blinking and shaking her head. "Sorry, I just...You know, even though I'm...drrrunk...I feel like I don't want to go to bed just yet."

"Well..." Carey grins, and unsubtly fiddles with the straps on Kate's gown. "Why don't we go back to your hotel room, and..."

"And what?"

After hesitating for a second, Carey leans in, and gives Kate a long, open-mouthed kiss. She then smiles silently at her, and says, in a soft, low tone, "I've wanted to do that for so long..."

"Then why'd you stop?"

Carey again giggles, and the two begin seriously making out, tongues briefly visible here and there. "Oh, God..." Carey gasps, her and Kate's foreheads pressed together. "I want you...I mean, I've wanted you for so long...You have no idea..."

"Glad I'm not the only one..." Kate smirks.

The two trade kisses for a few more seconds, then it cuts to Kate's hotel room, where the two stumble in. Almost immediately, Carey starts again kissing Kate. "Wait..." Kate breathes.

The two are now in the shower, soap dripping down their bodies, as they wash each other. At one point, Kate stands behind Carey, kissing her neck, and feeling up her large, soapy breasts.

Now, they're on the hotel bed, still wet from the shower, again tongue-kissing. Carey moves down, and squeezes Kate's big tits, while, in our first close-up, she sucks one of her hard, brown nipples. "Ooh..." Kate moans, craning her neck back, brow furrowing. Back in the close-up, we see Carey sucking her other nipple, then taking it between her teeth, and tugging, causing Kate to moan even louder.

Carey then kisses down Kate's soft belly, until she arrives at her hairy bush. In another close-up, Carey slides her tongue inside Kate's juicy, red cunt. "Oh, God..." Kate groans, starting to move her hips, as, back in the close-up, Carey fingers her drooling pussy, while she licks around her clit, occasionally pausing to spit out the odd hair. "Huh!" Kate gasps vocally, arching her back a little. "Ooh...fuck..." Again in the close-up, Carey holds open Kate's pussy, while she two-fingers her, wrist up. "Oh, God! Hm!" Kate's jerking of her hips gets more and more pronounced, her moans turn to whines, and she starts clutching at herself, face contorting, baring her teeth. Suddenly, Kate cries out raspily, digging her nails into one tit. Her body then relaxes, twitching a little, from the aftershocks.

Now, we see Carey on her back, Kate kissing around her belly, while her hands caress her thighs. "I should probably warn you...I'm a squirter."

"Hm, really?" Kate says with an intrigued tone. She then moves down, and, in another close-up, begins to lick Carey's oozing pink twat.

"Ooh...yes..." Carey already begins to writhe under Kate, feeling up her tits. Back in the close-up, Kate holds Carey's pussy open with her fingers, and laps up her juices from inside. Carey, arms crossed under her breasts, looks down at her. "God..." she whispers, "You look so sexy right now..." Again in the close-up, Kate slowly licks up Carey's twitching pussy, from bottom to top, then repeats. "Oh, God!" Carey moans out loud, face screwing up, squirming at the touch of Kate's tongue. "Oh, my God, Kate! Ooh, I can feel it...I'm gonna..." Carey bucks her hips, as, once again in the close-up, Kate now finger-bangs her, making a wet sound, until, body twisting, she screams hoarsely. Kate then pulls her fingers out, and Carey groans loudly as a clear fluid squirts out of her pussy.

Kate then crawls up on top of Carey, and the two share one more breathy tongue-kiss, the sun just coming up outside, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 64
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Kirsten Dunst, Blake Lively
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on Blake sitting on a couch, in front of a blue-grey backdrop, in a terry robe, with Klieg lights all around, talking on her phone. "Oh, hi, sweetie! Yeah, I'm at a shoot. I'm just waiting for the girl to finish setting up."

As she talks, we see Kirsten fiddling with her camera. As she looks up, we see her smile. "When they told me I was gonna be shooting Blake...God, I almost soaked my panties right then and there. I've had a burning lust for her ever since I saw her first photo layout, and when I saw her girl/girl videos...I wanted her even more." As her voiceover finishes, Blake puts away her phone. "Okay, Blake, I'm ready to go if you are."

"Okay, sit on the edge of the couch with your legs spread, and cup your hands under your breasts."

"Like this?" Blake affects the pose.

"Perfect!" Kirsten snaps a picture. "Okay, hook the straps with your thumbs, and pull them down and out, so we can see your nipples." Blake does this, and Kirsten snaps her again. "Alright, um...unhook it in the back, and hold the cups on your tits." Blake does this. "Maybe give me a smirk, like you're thinking, 'Yeah, I see you fapping to me'." Blake giggles, then does the smile, and another picture is taken. "Okay, take the bra off, and, still doing the smirk, hold your arms up, and put your fingers in your hair." Blake does this now, and Kirsten grins as she takes one more picture, the voiceover continuing. "Blake knew what I wanted every step of the way." We then see a series of more photos, including close-up shots of Blake holding her pussy open, and of her asshole. "Every pose she did, I could feel myself getting hotter and wetter, until I couldn't resist my urges any longer."

After another shot, Kirsten puts her camera down, and speaks. "You mind if we take a break?"

"Oh, sure." Blake sits on the couch, crossing her legs.

"You know," Kirsten says, starting to play with the bottom of her t-shirt, "I saw that scene you did with Emma Stone."

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah. That was so hot..."

"Oh, tell me about it! The she ate me...I would so do another scene with her."

"Ah, man, I'd love to do a scene with you."

"Have you directed video before?"

"I'm not talking about behind the camera. I mean in front of it." Kirsten then takes her shirt off, and her shapely tits bounce out. Blake looks intrigued, as Kirsten then pulls down her jeans, panties with them, then walks toward her. Kirsten sits next to Blake, and, hesitating slightly, leans in, and gives her a long, sensual tongue kiss. As they make out, Blake lies back, pulling Kirsten down with her. Kirsten then starts kissing Blake's chest, and buries her face between her tits.

"Hm..." In our first close-up, Kirsten flicks her tongue on one of Blake's nipples, then grips it gently between her teeth. As she does this, down below, in another close-up, Kirsten starts to diddle Blake's quickly moistening pussy, causing her to moan breathily. "Ooh...God, finger me..." Back in the close-up, Kirsten inserts her middle finger, and starts to fuck Blake slowly with it. "Oh...fuck..." Blake's brow furrows, and she chews her lower lip.

Kirsten then gets down on the floor, and, in another close-up, she jams her tongue in the middle of Blake's oozing cunt, causing her to start writhing on the couch. "Oh, jeez..." Blake gasps, smiling, as, back in the close-up, Kirsten tongue-fucks her, while rubbing around her clit with her thumb. "Oh..." Blake's voice goes up in pitch, as her breathing speeds up. Again in the close-up, Kirsten now has her fingers in Blake's cunt, palm up, as she pumps them in and out. "Fuck..." Blake again bites her lip, and starts to buck her hips, as she feels the orgasm coming. Suddenly, her face screws up, and, arching her back, she lets out a hoarse, throaty groan.

Now, Kirsten slouches on the couch, pinching and pulling her hard, pointy nipples, looking down at Blake, as, in another close-up, she plunges her fingers into Kirsten's drooling pussy, then pulls them out, and spreads her juices on the outside, and repeats, until Kirsten's cunt is shiny with it. Blake then leans in, and licks the juice off, causing her to tremble, letting out a faint whine the whole time. "Mmm..." Kirsten moans, and tilts her head back, now kneading her breasts. Back in the close-up, Blake spreads Kirsten's twat open, and laps up her juices from the pink inside. "Hah! Huh! Ooh!" Kirsten whines, jerking her hips, as Blake starts to lick around her clit. "Oh, God, I'm gonna..." She then grimaces, clenches her teeth, and lets out a shrill cry through them, craning her neck back.

Later, the two sit side by side. "God," Kirsten chuckles, "I've wanted you for so long...Ever since..."

"The August 2011 issue of Chick?"

"Yeah. God, you looked sexy in that spread."

"Thanks," Blake says, smiling. "Y'know, you could be in magazines, too. Even movies."

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 65
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Brie Larson, Emilia Clarke
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on a taxi pulling up in front of a London hotel, which, seconds later, Brie comes out of, bag slung over her shoulder, talking on her phone. "Dave, I'm gonna need more than just, 'They're here'. This isn't some tiny village on the outskirts of..."

The cabbie cuts her off. "Oi, that'll be fifty quid!"

"Hang on." Brie reaches into her pocket for a wallet, from which she pulls out some notes. "Here's sixty." She then continues walking. "Dave, I'm entering the hotel. Call me back when you have more info, okay?"

Inside, she walks up to the front desk, where Emilia stands behind a monitor. "Um, Larson."

"Uh, let's see...Yes, we have you in room 1423. And I see here you're all paid for. Let me just process this..." As she types something, Brie notices her nametag.

"Emilia, huh? You must have to process a lot of guests on a daily basis."

"I suppose so."

"Probably don't have time to talk to any of them."

"Most of them don't have anything interesting to say, anyway." Brie smiles at this, right before Emilia hands her two cards. "Here are your keys, Ms. Larson. Enjoy your stay."

"I will," Brie says, casually pulling out her wallet, and leaving it on the desk, before walking away.

A few minutes later, Brie's in her underwear, again on her phone. "Hey, is Emilia there? Listen, I accidentally left my wallet down there. Could you send her up with it?" With her free hand, Brie reaches behind her back, and unhooks her bra. "Yeah, she probably grabbed it as soon she saw it, so it wouldn't get stolen. If you could just...Thanks." Brie hits end, then takes her bra off.

A few more minutes later, the door opens, and Emilia comes in, wallet in hand. "Ms. Larson? Hello?"

We then hear Brie from the bathroom. "In here." Emilia walks in, and Brie peeks around the glass shower partition, hair dripping, big, wet tits in full view. "Hey, Emilia. Um, put it on the sink?" Recognizing the situation, Emilia smirks. "You know, you look like you could use a relaxing, hot shower right now."

"Yeah, something told me you were pulling one of these."

We then see Emilia in the shower with Brie, lips locked in an open-mouthed kiss, both feeling up and squeezing each other's breasts. Emilia then tilts her head down, and kisses Brie's tits, and, in our first close-up, flicks her tongue on her hard nipple, before wrapping her full lips around it, and sucking.

"You mean had sex with a guest in their shower? A few times. A little more frequently it's in their bed."

Brie smirks at this. "Am I the first woman?"

Emilia snickers. "No, you're not."

"How were they? Or her?"

Emilia now laughs. "Let's find out how you are first."

"Oh, of course." Keeping her eyes on Emilia, while retaining her smirk, Brie lowers to her knees. Smiling back at her, Emilia leans back against the wall, parting her legs a little.

Brie then leans forward, and, in another close-up, buries her tongue in Emilia's dripping wet pussy. "Huh!" Emilia gasps, brow furrowing, then bites her lip, and starts to squeeze and knead her tits. Back in the close-up, Brie's tongue moves up and down inside Emilia's juicy slit, while her fingers probe the oozing hole. "Huh..." Emilia breathes hard, starting to jerk her hips, legs starting to shake. "Oh, fuck..." her voice then squeaks, as, again in the close-up, Brie holds open her pussy, and directly licks her clit, while her fingers move in and out faster and harder. "Oh, God!" Emilia whines, face tightening, body getting ready to buckle. Suddenly, she digs her nails into her tits, and cries out shrilly, echoing against the shower walls, before falling on her ass. As she sits there catching her breath, Brie leans in, and gives her a long, deep tongue kiss.

Now, Brie is standing up, with Emilia kneeling before her. In another close-up, Emilia kisses and caresses Brie's thighs, before tilting her head up, and sliding her tongue between Brie's pussy-lips. "Ohh...yesss..." Brie groans softly, starting to feel her tits up, and pinch her nipples between her fingers. Back in the close-up, Emilia holds Brie's twat open with her fingertips, and licks the pink, juicy inside with broad strokes. "Oh, God..." Brie gasps raspily, leaning her head back, starting to grimace. Down below, we see Emilia continuing to massage Brie's thighs, as, again in the close-up, she directly licks her clit, before taking it between her teeth, and tugging on it. "Oh!" Brie moans out loud, then gasps for air, "Oh, fuck..." As she gets close to climax, Brie starts to hyperventilate, and then begins slapping her ass against the wall behind her. "Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! OH! FUCK!" Brie's scream echoes against the walls, before her head slumps over.

Later, we see the two sitting on the shower floor, sharing a tongue-heavy kiss. Brie then starts kissing Emilia's neck, before whispering, "How'd you like to join me?"

"Join you?"

"You've probably already worked out I have a pretty exciting life. Wanna leave this job, and come with me?"

Emilia smirks at her. "Will I get to have sex with lots of interesting people?"

Brie smirks back and chuckles. "Oh, of course." Both then start laughing, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 66
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Rachel Nichols, Sofia Boutella
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on Rachel at the gym, working out, sweating profusely. On another machine, we see Sofia, also perspiring heavily. Cutting back, we see Rachel has a smitten look on her face. "There she is...God, if I could just...work up the courage to go over and talk to her...Or something..."

We then see that everyone else in the room has gone, as Rachel stands up, and walks confidently over to Sofia, who, seeing her, stands up, then tilts her head up, and the two meet in a passionate, open-mouthed kiss. As their lips slide together, their hands begin to grope and caress each other's bodies. "Mmm..." Sofia sighs, as Rachel leans down and kisses her neck. The two then begin taking each other's sweaty gym clothes off, starting by pulling off their shirts. Once both are topless, Rachel cups Sofia's breasts, then leans down, and, in our first close-up, flicks her tongue on her hard, dark brown nipple, then sucks it, tugging gently with her lips.

Next, we see Sofia fondling and kissing Rachel's tits. "Huh..." Rachel moans, as, in another close-up, Sofia places her full lips over her pink nipple, and sucks it into her mouth. "Mmm..." Rachel smiles, as she runs her fingers through Sofia's damp hair.

Now, Sofia lays back on one of the benches, looking down at Rachel, kneeling in front of her, as, in another close-up, she two-fingers her hairy, dripping pussy. "Huh...Oui..." Rachel then pulls her fingers out, and sucks Sofia's juices off them, before spreading her lips, and licking the oozing pink inside. "Hu-uh..." Sofia cranes her neck back, brow furrowed and mouth gaping. Back in the close-up, Rachel begins to lick around Sofia's throbbing clit, causing her to start trembling. "Mon dieu..." Sofia whispers, looking down again, breathing choppily. Again in the close-up, Rachel fingers her, faster now, while she flicks her tongue side to side over her clit. "Oui! Oui!" Sofia suddenly cries out, voice cracking, and arches her back.

Rachel is now on the floor, legs spread, feeling herself up, as, in another close-up, Sofia licks the outside of her pink, ginger-rimmed twat. "Ohh..." Rachel immediately starts grinding her hips, and chewing her lower lip. Back in the close-up, Sofia slides her tongue between Rachel's lips, and moves it up and down. "Huh! Ohf..." As Sofia brings her closer to the edge, Rachel starts to buck her hips, and squeeze her tits hard. "Huh! Huhm! Oh, God..." Again in the close-up, Sofia begins finger-banging her, as her tongue moves rapidly up and down inside Rachel's labia. Suddenly, clutching at herself, Rachel bares her teeth and lets out a shrill whine.

We now see the two side by side on the floor, tongues highly visible as they kiss. It then cuts back, and Rachel comes out of her fantasy, to find Sofia standing over her.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 67
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Margot Robbie, Daisy Ridley
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on Daisy coming out of an airport, pulling some bags behind her. "Taxi!" she says, raising her hand.

"Oh, me neither! I've seen me as Harley on so many arse-cheeks! Male and female!"

"Oh, me too. I once had a lady ask me to sign her tit tattoo of me."

"Was there a lot of room?"

"Yeah, she was pretty well endowed."

The two chat, as the taxi makes its way to their hotel. As both are getting their luggage, Margot says, "Listen, why don't you come up to my room in a while? Like to hang out with you."

"Oh, of course." Daisy grins.

Later, Daisy walks up the hotel hallway, stopping at a door, and knocking on it. The door opens seconds later, and we see Margot standing there, completely naked.

"Hey, Daze, come on in!"

"Um, uh..." Daisy stammers, "you're uh..."

"Oh, yeah!" Margot looks down at her nakedness. "Yeah, I do this a lot."

"Why...don't I believe you?"

"Idunno. Why, what do you think this is for?"

"I think you invited me here to shag."

Margot looks at the floor, stifling a snicker, which she quickly lets out. "Yeah, you're right." She looks back up, grinning. "Not terribly subtle, is it? Look, if you wanna go back to your room..."

"I didn't say I wasn't interested!" Daisy walks in the room, closing the door behind her. Inside, she shoves her tongue in Margot's mouth, and the two begin making out. Between kisses, Daisy gasps, "I confess, I've wanted to do this for a while." Margot grins at this, as Daisy grabs the bottom of her sweater, and takes it off. She then reaches behind her back, and unhooks her bra, before taking it off. Immediately, Margot cups the bottom of one Daisy's breasts, then leans in and, in our first close-up, starts to lick and suck her pink, eraser-like nipples. "Uhm..." Daisy sighs, tilting her head back, as she undoes her jeans, then drops them. Again, almost immediately, Margot's hand moves down Daisy's stomach, and slides into her panties. "Huh..." Daisy gasps softly, lips parting.

Moments later, Daisy lays on the bed, propped up on her elbows, watching as Margot kneels between her legs. In another close-up, we see Daisy's panties pulled aside, and Margot's first two fingers plunged deep in her moist, pink pussy. "Ohhh...God..." Daisy whispers, brow furrowing, tilting her head back. Back in the close-up, Margot leans in, and buries her tongue inside Daisy's juicy slit, moving it up and down where her clit is. "Yesss..." Daisy sighs, face screwing up, breathing hard. As Margot eats her out, Daisy starts to tremble, and let out a soft whining sound. Again in the close-up, Margot's fingers pump in and out of Daisy's cunt, while she flicks her tongue over her clitoris. "Oh, God!" Daisy starts wailing, "I'm cumming!"

Now, Margot lies on her back, staring up at the ceiling, feeling herself up, as we see Daisy lying on her stomach between her spread open legs. In another close-up, Daisy holds open Margot's pussy, and licks all around the moist, pink inside. "Ohhh..." Margot exhales vocally, twitching slightly, pinching and pulling her hard nipples. Back in the close-up, Daisy starts to concentrate on Margot's clit, while she starts to finger her hole, slow and deep. "Oh, crikey..." Margot whispers, breathing hard, then starts to buck her hips, moaning throatily. Again in the close-up, Daisy has two fingers in, moving them in and out faster, while she sucks on Margot's clitty. "Oh, God! I'm gonna..." Suddenly, Margot's whole body jerks, as she cries out harshly.

Later, the two lay together, again kissing. "So," Margot asks, when they stop for a moment, "you going back to your room?"

"You kidding? I just wish I didn't have that interview in the morning, otherwise I'd stay all weekend." Both giggle, then continue kissing, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 68
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Joey King, Brianna Hildebrand
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on the two laying on a bed, Brianna eating a cookie, as Joey talks on her cell phone. "Yeah, Mom, everything's going great. Yeah, my housemates love the cookies. I know, Mom." Joey smirks, and chuckles. "Yeah, Mom, I know. Okay, I will. Bye, Mom."

Joey hits end. "So, how's your Mom?"

"She's good. She was asking if I had met any boys...Or girls, I mean, it's totally cool if you're gay, Joey!" Brianna laughs at this.

"You think she knows?"

"I think she's always suspected, yeah."

"I wish my parents took me being gay that well."

"Yeah, I don't think you need to worry about my Mom liking you." Brianna grins, then leans over, and the two share a long, open-mouthed kiss, with their tongues briefly visible as they pause for breath. As they make out, Brianna starts groping Joey's breast through her tank top, prompting Joey to sit up and whip it off. She then lies back down, and Brianna immediately pulls one cup down, and, in our first close-up, licks and sucks Joey's hard, pink nipple. "Huh..." Joey moans, then whines, as Brianna takes her nipple between her teeth, biting it gently.

As Brianna sucks Joey's titty, down below, she unzips her jeans, then slides her hand into her panties. "Mm!" Joey starts to writhe and squirm on the bed.

"Yes..." Joey gasps, and Bree smiles, then moves down, and kisses around Joey's belly, as she pulls down her pants, then pulls aside her panties, and, in another close-up, buries her tongue in Joey's already sopping wet pussy. "Ooh..." As Joey starts to grind her hips, Bree wraps her arms around Joey's legs, so as not to get knocked off. Back in the close-up, Brianna's tongue explores Joey's juicy slit, presumably massaging her clit, as Joey repeatedly flinches. "Oh!" Joey starts to cry out shrilly, and buck her hips. Again in the close-up, Brianna holds Joey's clit between her teeth, while she licks it directly. "Oh, God!" Joey bites her lip, then arches her back, and lets out a raspy, muffled cry through her teeth.

Now, Brianna's on top of Joey, the two again making out, both naked except for their panties. Bree then climbs up Joey, until she's sitting on her face. In another close-up, Joey reaches up with her tongue, and probes Brianna's drooling cunt. "Oh...God..." Bree shudders slightly, back hunching, as she pinches and pulls her hard, brown nipples. "You're...so...good..." She then groans, tilting her head up. "God, I can't believe you were a virgin when we first met..." Back in the close-up, Joey holds Bree's pussy-lips open with one hand, and two-fingers her, while she licks around her clit. "Hoh! Oh, God..." Bree's back starts to spaz out, so badly she grabs the headboard, holding on with white knuckles. "Oh...Ohg...Oh, Babe, I'm cumming!"

Now completely naked, Brianna and Joey lie on their backs, legs crossed with each other. In another close-up, we see their practically gushing pussies pressed together, as they start to push against each other. "Ohg...God!" Joey cries out.

"Oh, God, push harder, Babe!" Back in the close-up, their pussy-juices overflow and combine, as their cunts rub against each other. The two push against each other, titties bouncing and jiggling, both starting to shake, until, crying out together, the two climax simultaneously.

As both catch their breath, twitching slightly, Brianna sits up, crawls on top of Joey, and the two share one more kiss, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 69
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Scarlett Johansson, Gal Gadot
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on Gal walking back to her trailer in her Wonder Woman costume. As she's about to enter, she goes up to the fence behind it, and leaps up, hanging on it. "Ah, you're there!" On the other side is Scarlett, in her Black Widow outfit, about to enter her own trailer.

"Same, although..." Scarlett then pulls down the zipper on the front of her cat-suit, showing her sweaty cleavage. "I am really envying your outfit on a day like today." Gal laughs at this.

"Oh, you know I love your smell when you sweat."

"Yeah..." Scarlett says, somewhat amorously, "I know you do." Both start to lean toward each other, then Scarlett says, "Wait, stand up!" Giggling Gal stands. "Now, hold your arms out." Now chuckling, Gal holds her arms in front of her, suspecting what Scarlett has in mind. "I've been meaning to do this since we started seeing each other." Scarlett crouches slightly, then jumps, landing in Gal's arms. Both laugh for a moment, until their lips meet in a long, passionate kiss. As they make out, moaning into each other's mouths, Gal slides one hand into Scarlett's zipped open top, and gropes her bare, sweaty breast. "Uhm...squeeze it, Wonder Woman..." Gal again chuckles.

We now see Scarlett sitting again, topless and feeling herself up, as Gal pulls off her leather pants. Once they're off, Gal leans in, and, in our first close-up, pulls aside Scarlett's already soaked panties, and sticks her tongue in her dripping wet pussy. "Ouhm..." Scarlett immediately starts to writhe in her chair, brow furrowing, as, back in the close-up, Gal has her middle finger in her drooling cunt, while she licks around her clit. "Yes..." Scarlett sighs, rubbing her thighs. "Did you learn to do this when you were Miss Israel?"

Gal laughs at this, then jokes, "Don't tell anybody..." She continues eating Scarlett, until, biting her lip and letting out a shrill whine, she cums.

Now, the two stand face to face, as Gal unlatches her costume. When she pulls off the breast-plate, Scarlett immediately starts rubbing and kissing her sweaty, be-welted chest, and, in another close-up, licking her hard, brown nipples. "Mmm..." As Scarlett kisses her tits, Gal undoes her crotch-piece, and pulls it down. At this, Scarlett lowers to her knees, and, in yet another close-up, pulls Gal's panties aside, and buries her tongue in her hairy, sopping pussy. "Fffuuuhmm..." Gal leans back against the wall, and pinches and pulls her nipples, as, back in the close-up, Scarlett holds her twat open, and licks the juicy pink inside. "Ohhh...God!" Gal moans, breathing hard, face starting to contort, as Scarlett's tongue probes her cunt deeper. Suddenly, Gal grabs Scarlett's head, and her face screws up, as she lets out a loud, deep moan.

Some minutes later, the two sit, now completely naked, again passing the pipe between them. "Fuck..." Scarlett says, suddenly, "When do you have to be back on set?"

"Um, soon."

"Yeah, I should go, too." She takes one more hit from the pipe, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 70
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FFF, oral, mas, anal, ws, con
Celebs: Jennifer Lawrence, Kristen Bell, Sally Field
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on Jennifer and Kristen sitting on a bed in their underwear, looking at one of their phones. "Jeez, Kris," Jennifer says, "how old is that kid?"

"Okay, Sally..." the director interjects, "If you could just take those off, we can get started."

"Alright, Dave," Sally smiles, and strips out of her t-shirt and jeans, down to her black bra and panties.

Kristen whistles, and Jennifer chuckles, "Damn, Sal! I can only prey I look that good when I'm seventy-one."

"Well, thank you."

"Okay, and we are rolling!"

Kristen and Jennifer sit back down, leaving a space so Sally can sit between them, and they immediately start kissing and feeling up on her. "Oh, that's nice..." Sally sighs. Kris pulls down Sally's bra, and, in our first close-up, starts licking and sucking her hard nipple.

"Man..." Jen says, pinching the other one hard in her fist, "Are mine gonna be this hard all the time?"

Sally's now laid out on the bed, as, in another close-up, Kris has her tongue buried deep in her hairy pussy. "Oh, God..." Sally moans, biting her lip and tilting her head back, as Jen kneads her tits, and sucks her nipples. Back in the close-up, Kris holds Sally's drooling cunt open, and licks the pink inside, while fingering her hole. "Ohhh...fuck..." As Sally's brow furrows, Jen stands up on the bed, over Sally's face. "Oh, jeez..." Sally laughs, looking up, before Jen squats down, so her pussy is over her face, and, in another close-up, Sally's tongue starts to probe Jen's juicy twat.

Now, Kris is sat up against the headboard, legs spread open, as, in another close-up, Sally licks and fingers her steamy twat. "Ooh...oh, fuck..." Kris moans, feeling up her big tits. In back, Sally has her ass sticking up, with Jen's face between her cheeks. In yet another close-up, we see Jen eating out Sally's asshole, her tongue encircling the moist, sweaty center. Below that, Jen has her first two fingers pumping in and out of Sally's pussy.

"Oh, God..." Sally groans, looking back for a second, "Lick my asshole, you nasty little slut..." This causes both Jen and Kris to snicker.

We now see Jen on her back, legs up, exposing her butthole, which, in another close-up, we Sally two-fingering, as her lips and tongue caress Jen's practically gushing snatch. Behind her, Kris is holding her tit up, rubbing her nipple on Sally's butthole, before pulling it out, and sticking her face in.

Next, we see Kris has her face buried in Jen's pussy. "Oh, God!" Jen moans loudly, craning her neck back, as, in another close-up, Kristen tongue-fucks her, then grips Jen's clit between her teeth, and tugs on it. In back, in yet another close-up, Sally gives Kris' asshole a tongue bath, before replacing her fingers, and biting Kris' cheek.

Now, Sally's propped up on her elbows, looking down, as, in another close-up, Kris two-fingers her dripping wet asshole, while Jen diddles her throbbing clit. As Jen is leaning over her, Sally takes the opportunity, and sucks on one of Jen's titties, before spitting it out, and wailing, "Oh, God, here it comes!" Suddenly, tossing her head back and letting out a deep groan, back in the close-up, Sally's pussy squirts for several seconds.

Once it stops, Jennifer and Kristen lay on either side of Sally, and the three again kiss and feel each other up. "Okay, that's a wrap!" the director says, and then the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 71
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Carey Mulligan, Jessica Chastain
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on Jessica standing next to her car, in front of the airport. She smiles when she sees Carey come out, bag slung over her shoulder. Converging, the two wrap their arms around each other, and share a long, romantic kiss.

Later, we see them in the car, Jess driving, as Carey stretches in her seat. "So, how was your flight?"

"Cramped," Carey says, cricking her neck.

"Well, next time, babe, I'd be happy to chip in for first class."

"No, it's alright." Carey places her hand on Jess' shoulder. "Worth it to see you."

It then cuts to Jess' shower, where the two share a sultry open-mouthed kiss, caressing each other's shoulders, and running their fingers through each other's wet hair. At one point, Jess cups one of Carey's breasts, then leans down, and, in our first close-up, licks, then sucks her nipple, even nibbling it a little.

We then see the two on Jess' bed, still wet from the shower. In another close-up, Carey caresses and kisses Jess' thighs, then buries her tongue in her moist, ginger twat. "Hohhh..." Jess moans, brow furrowed, while she kneads her big, white tits, and pinches and pulls her hard, pencil eraser nipples. Back in the close-up, Carey holds Jess' pussy open with one hand, and fingers it with the other, while she licks her clit. "Ohhh..." Jess starts to grind her hips, as Carey's first two fingers probe her cunt deeply. Again in the close-up, Carey graduates from licking to sucking Jess' throbbing clitoris, as her fingers pump in and out, faster and harder. Suddenly, Jess bares her teeth, and slaps her hand down on Carey's head, then lets out a barely audible whine.

Now, Carey lies, head toward the footboard, legs spread wide, as, in another close-up, Jess's snake-like tongue wriggles inside her juicy slit. "Hoh...Ooh..." Carey whimpers, trembling slightly, and digs her nails into her thighs. Back in the close-up, Jess tongue-fucks Carey's pussy, while her thumb bears down on her clit. "Huhm...Mmm..." Carey's breathing deepens, and she chews her bottom lip, before gasping, "Oh, love...You have no idea how much I miss this when we're apart..."

"Oh, I think I can guess..." Jess breathes, her lips, again in the close-up, almost touching Carey's pussy. Jess then takes Carey's clit between her teeth, and tugs on it gently.

The two are now in a sixty-nine, Jess on top, as, in alternating close-ups, the two lick, suck, and finger each other's by now drooling pussies. "Oh, God!" Carey cries out loudly, tossing her head back, while finger-fucking Jess' cunt, and Jess lets out a similar cry, while finger-banging Carey in turn. The two continue this, until, letting out almost simultaneous shrieks, both cum.

The two now lie side by side, arms around each other, smiling wide. "So..." Jess asks, softly, "What do you wanna do now?"

"I'd be okay just staying here and having sex all weekend."

"You know what? That sounds like a plan!" Both again laugh, then share another romantic kiss, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 72
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Katheryn Winnick, Evangeline Lilly
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on Katheryn standing in the kitchen, when her phone rings. "Hello?"

"Hey, baby!" We see Evangeline in her car, on the way home from work. "You home yet?"

"Yeah, just a few minutes ago."

"Started dinner yet?"

"Nope."

"Good! Uh, I'll be home in a bit, and, uh, don't wanna wait."

Katheryn smirks. "Oh, I see. Okay, see you soon, babe." Both hit 'end', and Katheryn walks off screen.

Later, Eve approaches the front door of their house, and opens the door, to find Kath there, in a black, lacy bra and panties, who silently beckons her in. "Knew there was a reason I love coming home..." Eve comes in, places her arms around Kath, and the two share a long, tongue heavy kiss.

Moments later, the two make out against their bedroom door, Eve's blouse open and half off her shoulders, as she gropes Kath's tits through her bra, face buried between them. In our first close-up, Eve pulls down one of Kath's cups, then licks and sucks on her hard nipple.

Now, Eve is on the bed, quickly taking her bra off and tossing it aside, as Kath, having pulled her panties aside, plunges her middle finger in and out of Eve's juicy, drooling cunt. In another close-up, Kath begins licking around Eve's clit, causing her to start trembling. "Ooh..." Eve starts to feel herself up, and pinch her hard nipples. Back in the close-up, Kath takes her finger out, and licks Eve's juices off, then reinserts it, as she continues eating her out.

Next, Kath is straddling Eve's face, squeezing and kneading her big tits, as Eve massages her thighs, and, in another close-up, probes her dripping wet pussy with her snake-like tongue. "Oh...God..." Kath holds one tit up to her mouth, and licks her nipple for a second, before tilting her head back, and biting her lip. Back in the close-up, Eve flicks her tongue on Kath's clit, and Kath responds by grinding her hips.

We now see Kath on the bed, with Eve holding her leg up, as, in another close-up, we see their practically gushing cunts rubbing against each other. "Oh, God!" Eve groans, tilting her head back, and biting down on her lower lip.

"Fuck!..." Kath gasps, breathing hard, as Eve grinds her pussy against hers. Back in the close-up, we see both their thighs are soaking wet from their combined vaginal juices. Finally, after a few more thrusts, both cry out, as they climax almost in unison.

Both noticeably sweating, and practically hyperventilating, Eve leans down, on top of Kath, and the two share a long, passionate kiss, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 73
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Kate McKinnon, Rebel Wilson
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on a nightclub, which seems to have an all-female clientele, where Kate sits by herself, with a Mai Tai, just looking around the room. "Yeah, same as every night..." Across the dance floor, she sees Rebel making eyes at her. "Um, hi..." Kate waves, a little nervously.

When the current song ends, Rebel gets up, and walks over to her. "Hey!" Rebel holds her hand out. "Wanna dance?"

"Um, okay." Kate takes her hand, and stands up, and the two walk out on the dance floor.

The second they're in position, Queen's 'Fat Bottomed Girls' starts playing, and Rebel breaks out in hysterics. "Thanks, Teresa!" Rebel calls out, then turns to Kate. "The DJ's a friend of mine." Kate giggles, then starts dancing as Rebel does. As the song goes on, Kate is impressed by Rebel's moves, and attempts to follow her.

The song ends, and Kate suddenly gives Rebel a long, deep tongue kiss.

"Wow..." Rebel mutters in surprise.

"Take me home..." Kate says, grinning.

Sometime later, the two are on Rebel's bed, making out, clothes coming off here and there. When Rebel's down to her bra, Kate starts to squeeze and kiss her tits, eventually pulling one out, and sucking on it. As she does this, Rebel undoes Kate's bra, and whips it off her. Grinning, Kate sticks her chest out, and Rebel starts groping and kissing between them.

Now, Rebel is on her back, as Kate kisses down her fat, naked body. In our first close-up, Kate two-fingers Rebel's dripping wet pussy, then leans down, and slides her tongue in her juicy slit. "Ohf..." Rebel kneads her huge tits, and tilts her head back, biting her lip. Back in the close-up, Kate takes her fingers out, and sucks them, then reinserts them, and bangs Rebel faster with them. As she does, Rebel starts to yelp and buck her hips. Suddenly, she grabs the back of Kate's head, and lets out a loud, shrill whine.

Kate is now on her back, with Rebel between her legs. In another close-up, Rebel has her tongue buried deep in Kate's pussy, while she massages her thighs. "Oh! Ooh...Fuh...Fuck!" Kate jerks her hips, and her face contorts, as Rebel aggressively eats her out. Back in the close-up, Rebel has her lips pressed against Kate's, as she tongue-fucks her. "Oh, fuck! Fu-uck!" Kate writhes around and clutches at herself, as Rebel brings her off with her mouth. Suddenly, convulsing slightly, Kate lets out a hoarse, strangled cry.

As Kate catches her breath, Rebel kisses up her body. Once the two are face to face, Kate smiles up at Rebel, who leans down, and the two share another long, open-mouthed kiss, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 74
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Rene Russo, Imogen Poots
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on a darkened office, where Rene sits on the edge of her desk, sharing an open-mouthed kiss with Imogen, as they massage each other's shoulders. "Oh, God, Immie..." Rene gasps, "You make me so hot..."

"It's mutual, love..."

The two now look each other in the eye, and Rene whispers, "Did you tip off the feds?"

Immie smiles. "As we speak, your FBI is looking into your husband's internet activity." As she talks, a grin creeps into Rene's face. "Soon, they'll be showing up at your house, where they will seize his laptop, on which they will find-" Rene gasps excitedly. "...the videos you transferred from his portable hard drive."

"And the dates?"

"Oh, they'll confirm he's had those files on his PC for months!"

"And my husband?"

"...will spend the rest of his days in a federal pound-me-in-the-arse prison."

Rene lets out a snicker. "I think I just came a little."

"Well, that's what I'm best at." Both chuckle, then share another kiss, while Immie starts feeling Rene up through her blouse, before unbuttoning it. She then slides the shirt off Rene's shoulders, who reaches in back, to undo her bra, as Imogen starts kissing her chest. The bra comes off, and, in our first close-up, Immie licks and sucks on Rene's hard, pink nipples.

"Uhm..." Rene chews her lower lip, and tilts her head back, then lets out a weak moan, as Imogen moves one hand down, then up under her skirt. "Mmm..." Rene hums contentedly, smiling, as Immie fingers her softly. She then looks down, and gasps, "Fuck...wait..." then unzips and pulls off her skirt. Taking this cue, Imogen lowers to her knees, then tilts her face up, and, in another close-up, pulls Rene's damp white panties aside, and slides her tongue inside her oozing, ginger rimmed quim. "Ohf...Huhm..." Rene's head lolls around, and she feels herself up, as, back in the close-up, Immie licks around her clit, while her dripping wet fingers pump in and out of her cunt. "Oh, fuck..." Rene whimpers, now massaging her thighs, and craning her neck up, as Imogen brings her closer to orgasm. "Oh, God! Ooh! God..." Rene's breathing becomes gradually more audible, until, grimacing and digging her nails into her thighs, she lets out a strangled cry.

Now, Imogen lays back on the desk, removing her bra, then her skirt, and Rene kisses her throat, all the way up to her chin, while her fingers work inside Immie's panties. Rene moves down, and, in another close-up, takes one of Immie's nipples between her teeth, and tugs on it gently, before letting it go, and flicking her tongue on it. She then kisses down Imogen's stomach, as she backs up off the desk, until she's squatting between Immie's thighs. In yet another close-up, Rene pries open Immie's drooling twat, and laps up her moisture from the pink interior. "Ohg..." As Rene eats her, Immie starts shaking, all the while biting her lip, and furrowing her brow. Back in the close-up, Rene licks and sucks Imogen's clitty, while she plunges her fingers deep in her hot, juicy pussy. When she's getting close, Immie starts to convulse and buck her hips, her breathing becoming choppy. Suddenly, Immie's face screws up, her back arches, and she cries out hoarsely, "Oh!...God!"

Imogen now sits on the edge of the desk, Rene's hands planted on either side of her, and the two smile at each other, before leaning close, and sharing one more sultry, passionate kiss, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 75
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, anal, ws, con
Celebs: Gal Gadot, Karen Gillan
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on a gym shower, where we see our two washing up, soap dripping down their wet, naked bodies. Karen suddenly starts fidgeting, then asks, "I'm sorry, do you know where the loo is?"

"You gotta go?"

"Yeah, I really need to pee."

Gal giggles. "Just pee?" She then turns to face Karen, and, big smile on her face, she starts urinating, going for almost a minute.

After she finishes, Karen just says, "Were you holding that in?"

"Well, I'm not totally without class. But...I figured we were both in the same boat, so..."

"I wonder..." Gal whispers, kneading Karen's cheeks, "What will I find inside?" She then ducks under Karen, and, once behind her, opens her cheeks. "Hmm..." she says, on seeing Karen's pink, quivering anus. "Just as I thought. Perfect." She then leans in, and, in another close-up, she begins to caress Karen's asshole with her skilled tongue.

"Ohg...Huh..." Karen leans over, and braces herself by planting her hands on her knees. "Oh, my...Fuck!" Karen groans, as Gal again starts to finger her drooling cunt. "God..." she then mutters under her breath, "Can't believe another woman's licking my arsehole..." before letting out a shrill whine, as, back in the close-up, Gal flicks her tongue on the center of Karen's ass, while her fingers pump in and out of her juicy snatch. Suddenly, Karen topples over, crying out, as she experiences an intense orgasm.

Gal then lies down on the shower floor on her side, next to Karen. "Hm, I think you liked that."

Catching her breath, Karen says, "I've never cum that hard in my life."

"Really?" Gal says, then spins around, and spreads her legs, so her hairy pussy is in Karen's face, and laughs, "Don't worry. It's easy to learn." Karen chuckles with her, then crawls toward her, and, in another close-up, works her tongue into Gal's sopping wet, bright red pussy. "Uhm..." Gal moans, still smiling as she bites her lip, and starts caressing her thighs. Back in the close-up, Karen inserts her middle finger in Gal's cunt, while she licks around her clit. "See? You're getting it..." Gal then cranes her neck back, and lets out a deep, throaty moan. Again in the close-up, Karen kisses down Gal's twat, then inserts her first two fingers, as she starts to lick her butthole. "Oh, God, you are so good..." As Karen fingers her faster, Gal's face contorts, and her cries get longer and louder, until, tossing her head back, she lets out a piercing shriek, which rings out in the echoey shower room.

Gal sighs deeply, again smiling, as Karen kisses her way up her body. The two then smile at each other for a moment, before sharing a lusty tongue kiss, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 76
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Ruby Rose, Mary Elizabeth Winstead
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on Mary coming up the stairs in her apartment building. "I want to talk about my neighbor, Ruby, and how I discovered that I'm a lesbian."

As she rounds the top of the stairs, Ruby comes out of her apartment, in jeans and a wifebeater. "Oh, hey, Mary. Just coming from work?"

"That obvious?"

"Yeah, you look a bit disheveled." Ruby flicks a strand of hair away from Mary's face. "Kind of a good look for you, actually," she chuckles, and Mary lets out a bashful snicker.

"Alright, well, see you." Mary walks away hastily, trying to hide her reddening face. We then see her enter her apartment, and lean on her door after closing it. As she stands there, breathing rapidly, Mary's narration continues. "I never could figure out why this kept happening whenever I encountered Ruby. I wasn't gay. I knew that for certain. And yet every time we'd meet..."

We then see Mary coming out of her apartment, in different clothing. "One day, I was passing Ruby's apartment, when I noticed her door was open a crack." Seeing this, Mary looks both ways, then approaches the door. "I don't know why, but I felt compelled to take a peek." Mary looks inside, and sees Ruby walking around, naked and dripping wet, drying off her short hair with a towel. "My heart started going a mile a minute when I saw her, and...I couldn't explain this at the time...I felt my nipples get hard, and...my pussy...getting...wet."

It cuts to Mary on her bed, naked, squeezing her breast with one hand, and diddling her twat with the other, while her face contorts, and she moans and gasps. "I was originally heading out to the corner store for a carton of milk and a loaf of bread, but I suddenly had more immediate concerns." Suddenly, Mary cranes her neck back, and gasps vocally, mouth gaping, as she cums.

That night, Mary lies in bed, looking contemplative. "As I lay there awake, I tried to work out what had just happened. It's amazing how deeply in denial you can find yourself after such a revelation. Eventually, though, I was forced to face reality."

The next day, we see Mary walk up to Ruby's door, and knock on it. Moments later, Ruby answers. "Hey, Mary, what's up?"

"I..." Mary stands there for almost a minute, trying repeatedly to get out what she wants to say, before finally grabbing Ruby, and giving her a long, open-mouthed kiss.

After it stops, Ruby catches her breath, and says in a flirty tone, "Well, what brought this on?"

"You really need to make sure your door is closed, especially when you take a shower."

Ruby smirks at this. "Yeah, I had a feeling someone was watching me yesterday. So, what did you after peeping on me?"

Mary grins, and gives Ruby another tongue-kiss, then says, "Well, I guess now's your chance." Ruby bites her lip cheekily, then turns back into her apartment, beckoning Mary after her. "I may have been acting cool, but my head was spinning as I followed Ruby in. I was about to do something I'd never done before. Something I never thought I'd wanted to do."

Several paces in, Ruby turns around, whips her t-shirt off, then wraps her arms around Mary, placing her hand on the back of her neck, and shoves her tongue in Mary's mouth. Instantly, Mary brings her hands up, and places them on Ruby's bare breasts. "Uhm..." Ruby sighs between kisses, as Mary feels up her titties.

Moments later, the two are naked on the couch, Ruby on top, continuing to make out. Ruby starts to move down, kissing Mary's neck and chest, before cupping her breasts, and sucking her hard nipples. "Hmm..." Mary moans, closing her eyes and tilting her head back. Ruby continues, kissing down Mary's stomach, then, in our first close-up, she begins to lick the outside of Mary's dripping wet pussy. "Ooh! Oh..." Mary's brow furrows, and she starts to shift around on the couch. Back in the close-up, Ruby holds Mary's cunt open, and licks the pink inside, lapping up her juices. "Ohhh..." Mary bites her lip and kneads her tits, as she starts to grind and squirm under Ruby. Again in the close-up, Ruby has her first two fingers upside down inside Mary's twat, as she now flicks her tongue on Mary's clit. "Oh, God..." Mary groans throatily, now practically bucking her hips, and visibly trembling. Suddenly, Mary's body seizes up, and she lets out a tiny squeal, before whispering, "I'm...cumming..."

Now, Ruby sits in the middle of the couch, legs spread, massaging her thighs, while Mary kneels in front of her. In another close-up, Mary works her tongue inside Ruby's drooling, dark pink cunt. "Oh, crikey..." Ruby moans, forehead creasing, as she watches Mary lick her out. Back in the close-up, Mary probes Ruby's twat deeply with her tongue, while her thumb rubs Ruby's throbbing clit. "Oh, God..." Ruby gasps, now rubbing and squeezing her tits. "Fuck, Mary...If I didn't know any better, I'd say you've eaten pussy before..." Ruby's hips start to jerk and spasm, and she gasps with every shudder. "Oh, God, Mary, you're gonna make me cum..." Ruby's contractions get more frequent, until she's full-on shaking. Finally, she arches her back, squeezes her tits hard, and her face screws up as she lets out a strangled cry.

More moments later, Mary's on top of Ruby, and the two again make out, tongues visibly wrestling inside their mouths. "I couldn't believe it at first, but now I know the truth. I am a lesbian. Thank you, Ruby, so much, for helping me to see that." The two stop, and smile at each other, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 77
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Naomie Harris, Penelope Cruz
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on Naomie sitting on a plane, looking out the window, as we hear her narrate. "It's a moment every mother both eagerly awaits and secretly dreads. It was during my son's second year at university that I got the call."

We then cut to her son sitting in his dorm's common area, on his phone. "Hello, Mum? Guess what? I met someone!" He chuckles gleefully, as we hear Naomie's enthusiastic reaction to the news. "Yeah, I met her in physics class. You'd absolutely love her, Mum."

Cutting back, Naomie continues. "Michael and her girlfriend were dating almost a year when he popped the question to her. No problem, I married his father at the same age. Of course, we got divorced, and neither me nor our son have heard from him since then, but that's beside the point. So, inevitably, he wanted me to meet his girl, and her mum. Apparently her husband died several years ago, so it would just be me and her. The part I really wasn't expecting, though, was when Michael told me where I'd be meeting them!"

We then see Naomie and Michael in the back of a cab. "So, Mum, you looking forward to meeting Lucy?"

"She sounds absolutely lovely, from what you've told me about her. Although, I don't remember you ever telling me she was from Spain."

"Yeah, see her mum is quite wealthy, so she could basically go to school wherever she wanted."

"And she chose London?"

"Yeah. Good thing for me, I never would've met her otherwise." Naomie smiles, and again looks out the window.

Next, we see the taxi pull up to a Spanish villa, where Naomie and her son get out. "Gear..." Naomie whispers, looking up at the place.

"Ah, you're here!" Penelope comes out, Lucy behind her.

"Oh, hey..." Naomie says, pulling herself away from the house. "And you must be Lucy's mum."

"So, lunch is ready, so if you will all follow me..." Penelope gestures toward the house as she says this.

We now see the two talking next to a window, sipping from glasses of champagne. "Over the course of the day, I really got to know Penelope. Unusual ways of introducing herself aside, she felt like a girlfriend I'd somehow never met."

"Oh, I grew up in the slums of Barcelona. I was waiting tables at a cafe when I met Lucy's father. Of course, his parents weren't very happy that he'd go to places like that, and even less happy when he brought me home, but grudgingly accepted me."

"I bet you really miss him."

"Sometimes, but then I remember his last words to me; 'Don't mourn me for too long'."

"I wish Michael's father had given me a reason to miss him." Penelope laughs at this, and Naomie laughs with her.

Penelope smiles at her, then, glancing at the young couple, as if to make sure they're not looking, leans over, and whispers in Naomie's ear, "Could you join me in my bedroom? I, uh, have something I'd like to show you."

A little apprehensively, Naomie answers, "Um, sure. Alright."

Moments later, Naomie enters Penelope's room, the latter closing the door behind them. "Wow...I can't imagine sleeping in a room like this. Or in this bed!" Naomie jumps onto the big canopy bed, laughing. Her laughter dies down, when she sees Penelope crawling onto the bed, toward her, wicked grin on her face. "Um...Hello?" she says, when Penelope's on top of her.

"Hello..." Penelope whispers, then gives Naomie a sultry, open-mouthed kiss, the latter putting up no resistance.

"W-w-wait..." Naomie stammers breathily, when the kiss stops. "What are you...My son and your daughter are getting married...W-w-we can't do this..."

"What if they don't?" Penelope exhales this into Naomie's mouth, as she again kisses her, this time beginning to unbutton Naomie's blouse. "Hm..." she hums, smiling as she opens the shirt, revealing Naomie's large, ebony breasts, in her silky white bra. "Just like mine..." Penelope then begins to grope them, while kissing Naomie's cleavage.

"Oh, God..." Naomie gasps, as, in our first close-up, Penelope pulls down one cup, and flicks her tongue Naomie's hard nipple, before placing her lips around it, and sucking Naomie's breast. We then see Penelope's other hand move down, and up Naomie's skirt, where, in another close-up, she moves aside the latter's white cotton panties, and inserts her middle finger in Naomie's already dripping wet cunt. "Huh..." Naomie moans, brow furrowing.

Penelope then comes up, and whispers, "Do you want me to eat you?"

"Please..." Naomie breathes, and starts taking off her skirt, as Penelope kisses down her dark brown stomach. Finally, back in the close-up, we see Penelope start licking Naomie's drooling pink pussy in slow, broad strokes, while her first two fingers probe her hole. "Ohg!" Naomie groans, her body tensing up, as she's fingered and licked. Again in the close-up, Penelope's turned sideways, and is flicking her tongue up and down over Naomie's throbbing clit, while her fingers plunge in and out. "Oh, God!" Naomie cries out, starting to jerk her hips. "I'm cumming!" She then arches her back, and lets out a shrill, vocal gasp.

Now, Naomie's naked, and on top of Penelope, who's down to her black panties. "Huhm..." Penelope sighs, smiling, as Naomie kisses her neck, then down her chest, while squeezes the former's breasts. Naomie then moves down, and starts sucking Penelope's puffy, brown nipple. "Finger me..." Penelope gasps, and Naomie moves her hand down her stomach, and into her panties. "Sssiii..."

"Wow, you are wet..." Naomie whispers, smiling.

"I know..." Penelope groans, beginning to grind her hips. "Taste me..." Naomie's smile widens, as she moves down, taking her hand out of Penelope's panties, and, in another close-up, pulling them aside, then sticking her tongue out, and burying it in Penelope's practically gushing cunt. "Hm!" Penelope's body spasms, and she digs her nails into her soft tit flesh, as Naomie starts to lick her out. Back in the close-up, Naomie stuffs her fingers in Penelope's oozing hole, while her tongue bares down on her clit. "Ahhh...siii..." Up above, Penelope kneads her breasts, and starts to buck her hips. "Oh, God, I'm almost there..." Again in the close-up, Naomie aggressively finger-fucks Penelope's audibly wet pussy. Suddenly, Penelope's body seizes up, and she bites her wrist, to keep from screaming.

Some minutes later, the two lie face to face, feeling up each other's sweaty, naked bodies, their tongues wrestling between their mouths. When they stop to catch their breath, Naomie whispers, "You know, they're probably wondering where we are right now."

Penelope sighs. "You're right. I suppose we have to end this, don't we?"

Naomie smiles. "It's alright. We still have the whole weekend ahead of us."

Penelope now smiles. "Well, that's a point." The two giggle, and share one more kiss, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 78
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, rom, con
Celebs: Audrey Tautou, Elizabeth Debicki
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on a Paris flat, where Elizabeth sits on a chair, naked, as Audrey, wearing only a paint-covered pair of overalls, with some flecks of paint on her bare arms and chest, paints on a canvas. "Hmm..." she sighs, smiling, "Magnifique..." She then puts her brush down. "Parfait!(Perfect!)"

"Est-il fini?(Is it finished?)"

"Oui." Audrey grins, and turns the painting around, so Elizabeth can see.

Audrey now blushes. "Je n'ai jamais pensé de ma vie quelqu'un d'aussi belle que tu dirais de moi.(I never thought in my life someone as beautiful as you would say that about me.)"

"Est-ce que ça va si je t'embrasse?(Is it alright if I kiss you?)"

Audrey breathes a little hard, as she whispers, "Oui..." She then blinks nervously, as Elizabeth stands up, and walks over to her. As Elizabeth towers over her, Audrey is forced to crane her neck up, while Elizabeth leans down, until their lips meet in a kiss, which quickly graduates to open-mouthed. As they begin to make out, Elizabeth runs her fingers through Audrey's short, curly hair, while Audrey, meanwhile, undoes the straps on her overalls, and lets them fall to the floor, revealing she's not even wearing panties. As they end the kiss, Audrey whispers, "J'ai besoin de laver cette peinture...(I need to wash this paint off...)"

"Non...Ça peut attendre...(No...It can wait...)" Elizabeth then bends over, and picks Audrey up, causing her to giggle, then laugh out loud, as Elizabeth carries her off.

We then see the two on Audrey's bed, Elizabeth kneeling on the bed, and Audrey kneeling in Elizabeth's lap, as they embrace and kiss passionately. After a moment, Elizabeth takes Audrey's wrists, and lowers her onto her back, then leans down, and begins to squeeze and fondle Audrey's breasts, and suck her hard nipples. "Oui..." Audrey sighs, closing her eyes and tilting her head back. Elizabeth kisses down Audrey's stomach, then, in our first close-up, kisses the outside of her moist, hairy cunt, before sliding her tongue in. "Ahh...Mon Dieu..." Audrey feels herself up, and writhes under Elizabeth's tongue, which, back in the close-up, probes her twat deeply. "Oui...Oui...Oui..." Audrey starts to subtly buck her hips, which gets more pronounced, as Elizabeth's tongue goes deeper. Suddenly, Audrey's face contorts, and she gasps, "Je jouis...(I'm cumming...)"

Now, Elizabeth sits up against the headboard, long legs akimbo, embracing Audrey as she feels up Elizabeth's tits, and licks and sucks her nipples. Elizabeth then watches as Audrey gets down on her stomach, while smiling up at her, then leaning down, and, in another close-up, sliding her tongue inside Elizabeth's juicy slit, and inserting her fingers. "Ah...Merde..." Elizabeth sighs, tilting her head back, face twisting. Back in the close-up, Audrey's wet fingers slide in and out of Elizabeth's pussy, while, other hand holding her lips open, Audrey licks Elizabeth's clit directly. "L*che moi...(Lick me...)" Elizabeth starts to let out a low, throaty groan, biting her lip and furrowing her brow. Suddenly, Elizabeth starts to convulse, as her low groan turns to a shrill whine, before finally opening her mouth, and letting out a loud, impassioned cry of ecstasy.

As she catches her breath, Audrey emerges from between her legs, again smiling at her, then, to her surprise, throws one leg over Elizabeth's, and, in another close-up, presses their pussies together. Elizabeth's brow immediately furrows, as Audrey starts to grind her hips against hers. "Mon Dieu...Je suis si chaud...(I'm so hot...)" Audrey, meanwhile, lets out a series of grunts and whines, as their increasingly moist pussies rub against each other. The two thrust into each other, until both cry out shrilly at the same time, Audrey's back spasming, as they simultaneously experience intense orgasms.

Both now sweating profusely and gasping for breath, Audrey once again smiles, then crawls up Elizabeth's body, and the two share one more kiss, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 79
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Susan Sarandon, Sophie Turner
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on Sophie waiting in the foyer of a big, modern company, dressed a little conservatively, her hair in a ponytail. Looking around, she sees employees dressed more casually, so finally she lets her hair down, takes off her suit jacket, and unbuttons her dress shirt, revealing a white tank underneath. Just then, one of the employees comes out. "Ms. Sarandon will see you, now."

Sophie walks in, to find Susan in a t-shirt and jeans, playing some kind of game on her laptop. "Ah!" she says, closing the laptop, "Come in. Ms. Turner, is it?"

"Oh, tell me about. If I ever flip a burger again, it'll be too soon." Sophie chuckles at this. "So, what made you choose a career as a PA?"

"Well, I'm good at keeping a lot of things in my head, and..."

"I mean, what really made you choose it?"

"Um..." Sophie stifles a smirk. "Something about being that close to someone powerful, and seeing what they're really like, you know, as people."

"Well, then you lucked out, Sophie. Being my assistant involves very little actual work, but I'm not shy about my personal...foibles."

"Yeah, I've heard you're, uh..."

"Eccentric?"

"Uh, yeah, go with that." Susan laughs at this.

"Okay, you're hired."

We then cut to a couple of days later, when a much more casually dressed Sophie presses one of the buttons by the front door of an apartment building, making a buzzing sound. Seconds later, we hear Susan's voice over the intercom. "Hey, Sophie. C'mon in."

Sophie enters Susan's apartment, to find her in her bathrobe. "Hey, that looks so much better. So, you ready for your first day?"

"Uh, yeah." Sophie looks around at the apartment. "This is where you live? Seems kind of...low rent?"

"Well, the way I see it, I can live wherever I want, and mansions just make me feel...cut off. You know what I mean?"

"Yeah. I guess I've never thought about where I'd live if I could choose." She then notices Susan's bathrobe. "Boy, you're really dressing casual, aren't you?"

"Oh, this? Actually, I was about to take a shower. Hey, wanna join me? The shower here is amazing!" Sophie gives her a quizzical look.

It then cuts to the two in a big, fancy shower. "Ahhh..." Susan sighs, smiling, washing her naked body. "Doesn't that feel great, Sophie?"

Susan puts on a wicked smirk, and lowers her voice. "This shower is great for having sex in."

"Um...okay..." Sophie looks down anxiously.

"I'm kidding!"

"Oh! I...uh..." Sophie looks back and forth between Susan and the floor, then does the same smirk. "Can we...shag anyway?"

Susan's smirk turns into a grin. "Whatever you want, sweetie." She then steps closer to Sophie, and the two share a passionate, open-mouthed kiss. After a bit, Susan starts kissing Sophie's neck and shoulders, while feeling up her pale white breasts.

"Uhm..." Sophie exhales, as Susan licks and sucks her light pink nipples, then kisses the middle of her chest, and starts to move down, sliding one hand down her stomach, and between her legs. "Huhm..." Sophie moans vocally, brow furrowing. She then leans back against the wall, as Susan kisses down her stomach, while lowering to her knees. She then, in our first close-up, begins to lick the outside of Sophie's ginger-haired cunt, while keeping her fingers in. "Oh..." Sophie gasps, starting to breathe rapidly, "Oh, God..." while her hands move up to her breasts, and she starts to feel herself up. "Hmm..." Sophie bites her lip, and tilts her head back, until it's touching the wall. Back in the close-up, Susan's fingers pump in and out of Sophie's drooling pink snatch, while she massages her clit with her tongue. "Ooh!" Sophie starts to squeeze her tits harder, and chew her bottom lip, while, down below, her hips jerk repeatedly. Again in the close-up, Susan's fingers go faster in and out of Sophie's cunt, while she flicks her tongue side to side over her now throbbing clitty. Sophie starts slapping her wet ass against the wall, then lets out a shrill cry, as she finally cums.

Now, Susan's sitting on a bench in the shower, as Sophie rubs, squeezes, and kisses her huge tits. "Mmm..." Susan moans smiling, as Sophie holds one up, and licks her nipple, "That feels good..." Sophie rubs her face between them, before moving down, kissing Susan's soft, pudgy belly along the way. Susan leans back, and spreads her legs, as Sophie kneels in front of her. In another close-up, Sophie works her long, serpentine tongue inside Susan's oozing slit. "Ohh, yes..." Susan begins to knead her big tits, even digging her nails in, as, back in the close-up, Sophie begins to finger her cunt, while her tongue moves around Susan's clit, "Oh! You are incredible!" Susan holds one tit up to her face, and licks her nipple, then gently bites it, before continuing to squeeze and fondle them. Again in the close-up, Sophie holds Susan's pussy-lips open, and sucks her clit, as her dripping wet fingers plunge in and out of Susan's now audibly moist quim. "Oh, God!" Susan moans loudly, voice cracking a little, then whispers, "Almost there..." Finally, she gasps vocally, and mutters, "I'm cumming..."

We now see the two on Susan's bed, still damp from the shower, facing each other, legs entwined. In another close-up, we see their pussies rub and push against each other. "Uh! Huh!" Both grunt and whine, faces contorting, as, back in the close-up, we see their pussy-juices spreading all over each other's thighs. Finally, both cry out raspily, as they climax simultaneously.

Susan lies on her back, visibly sweating, gasping for breath, when Sophie comes up, and the two share another sultry kiss, then smile at each other, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 80
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, drugs, con
Celebs: Anya Taylor-Joy, Isabelle Fuhrman
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on a college dorm room in the late 60s, where Anya and Izzy lay on one of their beds, smoking pot, while Big Brother & the Holding Company's "Ball and Chain" plays. "Man..." Anya says, a little raspily, "That woman's voice is amazing..."

"Yeah. You see the cover?"

"Huh?"

Izzy picks up the album sleeve, and hands it to Anya, pointing at one spot. "There."

Anya looks at it for a second, and starts giggling. "And how..."

Izzy smiles, looking at Anya. "Hey, what would you do if you got to meet Janis?"

"Um, Idunno. You?"

"I think...I would have to kiss her."

Anya starts laughing. "What? Jeez, Izzy, I never took you for a dyke."

"Oh, c'mon. Are you gonna tell you there are no women you just, you know...wanna kiss?"

Anya stifles a smirk, then releases it. "Uhura from Star Trek..." Both now laugh.

"Okay..." Izzy says, when they stop. "So, what would you do if another woman kissed you?"

Anya gives Izzy a knowing smirk. "Okay, Izzy, I think I know where you're going with this. To answer your question, I guess it would depend on the woman."

"Okay, so what if a cute, dark-haired Jewish girl came up and just kissed you?"

Anya snickers. "Oh, Jesus..." She then beckons Izzy over with her finger. Face to face now, Izzy gives Anya a small kiss on the lips. "Oh!" Anya smiles after. "Do that again." Izzy kisses Anya again, this time holding it for longer, soon graduating to open-mouthed. Eventually, they break the kiss, both breathing hard, and Anya grabs the bottom of Izzy's shirt. Izzy lifts her arms over her head, and Anya pulls her shirt off, revealing her bare breasts, and her hairy pits. Izzy then takes off Anya's shirt with her help, and again we see naked tits and fuzzy pits. The two continue kissing, and Izzy lays back, pulling Anya down with her. Anya kisses Izzy's chest, and, in our first close-up, sucks on her light pink nipples, making them hard.

Izzy looks down, smiling, as Anya kisses down her stomach, then she starts pulling down her pants. Anya kisses through Izzy's hairy bush, then, in another close-up, kisses the outside of her drooling, pink snatch, before starting to lick it. "Hmm..." Izzy starts to squirm a little under Anya, and feel herself up. Back in the close-up, Anya's tongue now moves up and down inside Izzy's juicy slit, and she starts to finger her sopping wet hole. "Ohf..." Izzy begins to jerk her hips, and dig her nails into her white, squishy titties. "Oh, God..." Izzy tilts her head back, face contorting, and bites her lip, as she starts grinding her hips harder. Finally, her mouth flies open, and she cries out, voice cracking.

Now, Anya sits up against the wall, as Izzy rubs and squeezes her large breasts, and, in another close-up, sucks her hard nipples. Izzy then slides down Anya's body, and kisses between her thighs, before, in yet another close-up, working her tongue inside Anya's oozing, hairy twat. "Ohh...fuck..." Anya starts to massage her inner thighs, which are already beginning to tremble, as, back in the close-up, Izzy holds her pussy open, and laps up her juices from the pink inside, while fingering her practically gushing hole. "Oh! Oh, my God!" Anya's moans get louder and more vocal, while she tilts her head back, and digs her nails into her thighs. Finally, she lets out a strangled cry, which lasts for about fifteen seconds, then breathily repeats, "Oh, fuck..."

We now see the two lying face to face on the bed, again kissing. The two pause, and smile at each other, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 81
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, ws, con
Celebs: Blake Lively, Zendaya
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on a porn set in the late 70s, where we see our two sitting on a couch, chatting, both in period-appropriate attire. "So, you nervous?" Blake asks.

"Oh, you have no idea! I mean...were you nervous your first time?"

"All I'm gonna say is the oysters were a mistake." Z laughs out loud at this, and Blake chuckles with her.

We then hear the director call out, "Okay, places, everybody!"

"Ooh, here we go..." Z says excitedly, as she gets up and walks out, closing the door behind her.

"And action!"

Blake starts reading over a script, and we hear a knock on the door. "Come in."

The door opens, and Z comes through. "Hi, is this the audition for 'Blue Harvest'?"

"Yup. Have a seat." Z sits next to her. "So, why don't you tell me a little about yourself?"

"Well, uh, there's not much to tell, really. I, uh, just got off the bus to Hollywood yesterday."

"Where from?"

"Oakland. It was a short trip."

Blake again chuckles. "So, I trust you've read the script, uh..."

"Zendaya."

"Hm...interesting name. It'll look good on a marquee. So, have you read the script?"

"Yes, I have."

"So, you know...what some of the scenes will be like?"

"Oh, yeah, and I have no problem doing whatever I have to for this movie."

"That's good. Well, I suppose we should see what we'll be working with. Could you...disrobe, please?" Z hesitates a second, then stands up, and strips her clothes off, then stands before Blake completely naked. "Hm..." Blake conspicuously licks her lips, as she looks Z up and down. "Yes...you definitely look like a star. Now, let's see how you...respond."

Blake places one hand on Z's thigh, and moves it up, until, in our first close-up, she inserts her middle finger in Z's moist, 70s bushed twat. "Uhm...Hmm..." Z's head lolls around, as she moans and sighs, and feels up her small breasts, rubbing and pinching her hard, brown nipples. Blake looks up at her, breathing hard, as her finger plunges in and out, before leaning in, keeping her eyes pointed upward, and, back in the close-up, licking the outside of Z's twat, then working her tongue inside her oozing slit. "Huh..." Z breathes vocally, lower lip trembling, as her mouth gapes open.

Suddenly, Blake stops, and says, "Maybe you should lay down, so I can get at ya a little easier..." Blake scoots over, as Z lays flat on the couch, one leg off it, and then the former gets down on the floor.

Again in the close-up, Blake spreads Z's pussy with her thumbs, and starts to lick the pink, dripping wet interior, while she massages her clit with her middle finger. "Ohg..." Z now clutches at herself, and her back starts to spasm. Once more in the close-up, Blake tongue fucks Z's cunt, while her finger bears down on her throbbing clitty. "Oh, God!" Z cries out, starting to shake, "Waitwaitwait...I'm gonna...HUNH!" Suddenly, her pussy sprays all over Blake's face, and her shirt. Gasping for air, Z whispers, "Sorry..."

"Oh, no..." Blake says, trying hard not to laugh, "That's quite alright...I was going to take this off, anyway..." Blake then stands, and strips, starting with her soaked shirt. "After all, we need to see if you can give as good as you get..." At this, Z stands up, and Blake lies down in her place, as Z kneels down on the floor. Z leans in, and, in another close-up, starts licking the outside of Blake's also fully-bushed pussy. "Ohh...yes..." Blake bears her teeth, and feels up her thighs, hands moving gradually upward toward her large breasts. Back in the close-up, Z has her first two fingers in Blake's pussy, while she licks around her clit, occasionally taking her fingers out to lick them, before reinserting. "Oh...fuck..." Blake breathes vocally, face contorting, as she rubs and kneads her tits. She then starts to buck her hips, as, again in the close-up, Z holds her gash open, and flicks her tongue side to side over her button. "Oh, God..." Blake whispers breathily, starting to tremble, "I'm cumming..."

Later, the two sit chatting, like before, but without clothes. "So, how was your first time?"

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 82
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Saoirse Ronan, Tilda Swinton
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on Tilda's apartment, where we see Saoirse asleep on the couch. "Okay, wakey wakey!" Tilda says, appearing from the kitchen in her night clothes.

"Huh?" Saoirse yawns, looking around. "Did I sleep here last night?"

Tilda leans over the back of the couch. "You worked so bloody hard, I think at some point you just...passed out."

"Oh, did we..."

"We finished."

"Bloody hell, what time is it? I need to get home to Mum..."

"Don't worry, I called her, and explained your absence. Look, why don't you stay a while for breakfast? I'll order in."

"Um, okay. I was also going to take a shower when I got home."

"Use mine."

Saoirse is silent for a moment, taken aback. "Alright."

Some minutes later, Saoirse's in the shower, soap dripping down her body, wet hair clinging to her shoulders. Outside, Tilda enters the bathroom in her robe, which she immediately takes off, then gets in with Saoirse.

"Oh! Ms. Swinton, I..."

"Listen, Saoirse, can I be open with you about something? I...In fifty-seven years, I've never learned how to handle my emotions like a normal person. The thing is, working with you so much recently, I've kind of fallen in love with you. You're just...such a beautiful and strong-willed and wonderful young woman, and I...I have no idea what to do here. I...Only thing I can think of is..." Tilda pauses, then leans down, and gives Saoirse a long, passionate kiss.

Once she stops, Saoirse says, "I think a note is more traditional." She then returns the kiss, which they hold for almost a minute, tongues occasionally visible, hands touching and fondling each other's bodies. After a bit, Saoirse starts to kiss down Tilda's neck and chest, as her hands cup her large breasts, and, in our first close-up, she kisses and sucks Tilda's hard, pointy nipples.

Tilda then gently pushes Saoirse against the wall, and then lowers to her knees, kissing down Saoirse's body, while maintaining eye contact. Finally, Tilda closes her eyes, and, in another close-up, begins to lick Saoirse's dripping, ginger haired twat. "Huh..." Saoirse gasps, and leans her head back, wet hair sticking to the wall. "Ohhh...God..." As Tilda continues to eat Saoirse out, her hands move slowly up her thighs, until, back in the close-up, she spreads Saoirse's pussy-lips, and buries her tongue in the pink interior. "Ohg...Hm..." Saoirse bows her head, and feels up her small breasts. Again in the close-up, Tilda is downright tongue-fucking Saoirse, while her thumb now rubs her clit in a circle. "Yes!" Saoirse yelps, and starts bucking her hips. "Yes! Yes!" Finally, she lets out a deep, throaty groan, digging her nails into her tits.

We now see Tilda sitting on a bench in the shower, legs spread, as Saoirse kneels before her. In another close-up, Saoirse two-fingers Tilda's drooling red-haired twat. "Yes..." Tilda sighs, then tilts her head back, and bites her lip. Back in the close-up, Saoirse pulls her fingers out and sucks them, then leans in, and starts to lick around Tilda's clit, while continuing to finger-fuck her. "Ooh!" Tilda groans, and squeezes her tits hard. "Huh..." Again in the close-up, Saoirse pulls her fingers out, and smears Tilda's juices over her clit, then gets more, before continuing to lick, then sucking it. "Oh, God!" Tilda starts to fidget on the bench, clawing at her tits, and chewing her lower lip, as Saoirse's fingers fly in and out of her now audibly moist twat. Finally, Tilda's whole body jerks, and she gasps vocally, face contorting.

Now, the two sit side by side on the bench, kissing and necking, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 83
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FFF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Anna Kendrick, Aubrey Plaza, Kristen Stewart
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on a lesbian club somewhere in San Francisco, in the late 80s, where we see Anna sitting at the bar, looking around, a little self-consciously, fruity drink in front of her. On one end of the bar, she sees Aubrey and Kristen making out, and, unintentionally, starts to stare. In the middle of their make-out session, Kristen notices, and points her out to Aubrey. Realizing she's been caught, Anna quickly looks down into her drink, as the two approach her.

"Hey, there," Kristen says with a big grin, "First time?"

"Um, look, I didn't realize I was staring, until...I'm sorry..."

"Hey," Aubrey says, "It's no problem. Staring just means you're in the right place."

"Hell," Kristen adds, pointing her thumb at Aubrey, "my first time here, she caught me staring at her and some other chick making out."

"So, did watching us excite you?"

Anna nods her head for a moment, before answering, "Yes. It did."

"What's your name?" Kristen asks.

"Anna."

"I'm Kristen, this is Aubrey." Anna extends her hand to them, and they take turns shaking it. On her turn, Aubrey pulls it to her and kisses it, which make Kristen laugh. "Yeah, she did that to me when we met, too."

Later, we see the three in a booth with their drinks. "I think..." Anna says, "I don't know, I feel like...I've always only dated and gone to bed and so on with men because I was supposed to, but...recently I was having these weird feelings about some of my female co-workers, that I didn't really understand. Then, at last year's office Christmas party, I'd had a few, and I ended up making out with one of the girls from accounting, and...I don't know, for the first time in my life, I felt...You know?"

"Uhm..." Anna looks at Kristen's hand, slightly surprised, but turned on, then at Aubrey's, as she starts rubbing the other knee.

"Hey, Kris, you think we should take her home with us?" Anna looks up at her, a big yes in her eyes.

Later, the three are on Aubrey and Kristen's bed, Kris taking her shirt off between kisses as she and Anna make out, and an already topless Aubrey groping Anna's tits from behind, while she kisses her neck and behind her ear. Anna unbuttons her shirt, then undoes her bra in the front, and Kristen starts kissing and fondling her tits, while Aubrey turns Anna's head to her, and the two of them tongue-kiss. In our first close-up, Kristen gently bites Anna's pink nipple, tugging on it a little before letting go. As if taking this cue, Anna does the same with Aubrey's lower lip, before they continue kissing.

We now see Kristen propped up on one elbow, playing with her pussy, as she watches the other two. In another close-up, Anna licks and sucks one of Aubrey's nipples, while groping and fondling her small breasts. Anna moves down, then, in yet another close-up, she buries her tongue in Aubrey's drooling, brown snatch. "Ohg..." Aubrey immediately starts clutching at herself, and jerking her hips, as, back in the close-up, Anna works her tongue deeper inside Aubrey's cunt. "Oh! Hm..." Aubrey chews her lower lip, and starts grinding against Anna's mouth. "Oh, fuck, Kris...This girl's gonna make me cum..." As Aubrey's air-humping gets more pronounced, Kristen gets up, and crawls over to them. "Ooh! Fuck!" Aubrey cries out, and arches her back, and then Kristen pulls Anna's face out of her pussy, and shoves her tongue in Anna's mouth.

Now, Aubrey's watching, finger-fucking her cunt, as she watches Anna's head bob between Kristen's thighs. In another close-up, Anna now probes Kris' juicy slit with her tongue. "Huh! Oh! Hm..." Kristen feels up her tits, trembling slightly, face contorting, as, back in the close-up, Anna straight-up tongue-fucks her. "Ohf..." Kristen grimaces, and her back starts jerking, looking like she's doing sit-ups. Again in the close-up, Anna's substituted her fingers for her tongue, and is now sucking on Kristen's clit. "Oh, fuck..." Kristen starts bucking her hips, face turning red, eyes tearing up. "Oh, God, I'm...I'm cumming..." Aubrey now crawls over, and sticks her tongue in Kris' orgasming cunt, then pulls it out, and her and Anna kiss, sharing Kristen's juices.

Anna is now on her back, brow furrowing, rubbing her thighs, as Aubrey and Kristen both lie between her legs. In another close-up, the two take turns both licking and fingering Anna's oozing quim. "Oh! Oh, my God..." Anna brings her hands up to her tits, and squeezes them, even digging her nails in a little. Back in the close-up, we see Aubrey licking Anna's clit roughly, while Kristen tongue-fucks her. "Huh huh huh huh..." Anna breathes rapidly, exhaling vocally, now starting to thrust her hips. Suddenly, her whole body jerks hard, and she lets out a loud, shrill cry, as she cums.

Later, we see the three lying side by side, Anna in the middle, smiling lasciviously, as they all kiss and suck each other's tongues. Eventually, Anna asks breathily, grinning, "So, do you guys have any friends you can introduce me to?"

"I don't know, Aub, should we introduce her to Jules?"

"Who's Jules?"

"You mean Ms. Ginger-Milf?" Aubrey asks.

"Yeah, I think her and Anna are gonna get on very well."

"If we do, we have to insist Jules lets us watch."

"Oh, I think she will. She let you watch us together."

"Okay," Anna says, "I think you've built this Jules chick up enough. When can I meet her?"

Kris and Aubrey both laugh again. "Yeah," Aubrey says, "She's definitely going to like you." All three laugh, and start making out again, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 84
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Lily Collins, Tessa Thompson
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on a jazz club in the early 60s, where we see Lily sitting in the back, in a strapless black dress, moving in her seat to the music. Meanwhile, we see Tessa, in a red, cleavage-showing halter dress, watching her, with a subtle smile on her face. The song ends, and Lily cheers, as the rest of the crowd claps. As the next song begins, Tessa sits down next to her.

"Hey, girl."

"Oh, uh, hi."

"First time in one of these clubs?"

"Nah, I've been to a couple. Got a whole bunch of jazz records at home."

"Oh, really? Like who?"

"Uh, let's see, Mingus...Got some Coltrane...Just got one by some guy named Eric Dolphy. Already listened to it like ten times." Tessa nods, with an impressed look on her face.

Later, another song is ending. "Yeah, my dad's a musician, so I grew up with all this stuff."

"So's mine! Man, ain't this a small world?"

"Yeah. You think they ever played together?"

"If your daddy's introducing you to all this jazz shit, it's possible."

On stage, the bandleader announces, "This'll be our last number tonight, cause we gotta get outta here."

As the band starts playing again, Tessa asks, "Hey, what you doing after this?"

"I don't know. Go home, I guess."

"Why don't you come back to my place?"

"Why, you got some records?"

"Uh, yeah, I got a lot of jazz at home. Actually, I had something else in mind."

Later, we see the two on top of Tessa's bed, naked, embracing, and kissing. Shortly, Tessa starts kissing Lily's neck, then down her chest, while she feels up her small breasts. In our first close-up, Tessa licks one of Lily's hard, pink nipples, then takes it between her lips, and sucks. "Uhm..." Lily sighs, gently biting her lip. Tessa then moves one hand down, and, in another close-up, begins to rub and finger Lily's pink, already dripping wet twat. "Huh..." Lily gasps, then exhales slowly, brow furrowing. Down below, Tessa's full lips drag a little, as she kisses down Lily's stomach.

Finally, back in the close-up, we see Tessa slide her tongue inside Lily's juicy gash. "Huhm...Hm..." Lily moans and whimpers breathily, face starting to contort, as Tessa begins to lick her out. "Huh! Ohh..." Lily then starts to clutch at herself, and move her spine like a snake, as, again in the close-up, Tessa two-fingers Lily's cunt, while licking around her clit. "Ohg! Huh..." Lily's mouth gapes open, and she starts to buck her hips. Once more in the close-up, Tessa pulls her fingers out, and spreads Lily's juices around her clit, then continues licking, and flicking her tongue side to side over it. Suddenly, arching her back and baring her teeth, Lily lets out a shrill, raspy whine, as she climaxes. One more time in the close-up, Tessa smiles as she kisses Lily's wet, trembling thighs.

Now, we see Tessa sitting up against her headboard, as Lily feels up her breasts, and sucks her hard, dark brown nipples. "Hmm..." Like Tessa did with her, Lily moves one hand down, and, in another close-up, plunges her fingers into Tessa's drooling brown cunt. "Oh, God..." Tessa gasps, tilting her head back, eyes closed and mouth open. Lily scoots back a bit, so her head is between Tessa's thighs, and, back in the close-up, she works her tongue inside Tessa's labia, and moves it up and down, where her clit would be. "Oh, yesss..." Tessa begins to knead her tits, and she starts to writhe under Lily. Again in the close-up, Lily starts to lick around Tessa's clit faster, in a circle, and Tessa's legs start to spaz out in response. Finally, Tessa digs her nails into her tits, and lets out a loud, deep groan.

It then cuts to dawn, as we see Tessa and Lily lying side by side, asleep, and smiling, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 85
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Amber Heard, Ryan Simpkins
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on Amber in her kitchen, getting dinner ready. "In my early twenties, I was a straight up lesbo. Then I met my husband, who I've been with for almost ten years. I can't really explain what it was about him. Maybe it was my Christian upbringing, fighting against what I'm now realizing is my true nature. I thought I was living as the real me, until she showed up." We hear the doorbell, and Amber goes to answer it. "Coming!"

She opens the door, to find Ryan on the other side. "Hey, Ryan, what's up?"

"Hey, Ms. Heard. I just came to tell you we're having a party at my dorm this weekend, and ask if you'd like to come."

"A college party? Do I look like I'd belong at something like that?"

"Oh, no!" Ryan laughs. "It's not that kind of party. This is more of a 'sit around eating Doritos and watching movies' kind of party. It's one of my dorm-mates' birthday, so..."

"Well, tell her I said happy birthday."

"Um, alright, I will." Ryan pauses, then blurts out, "Can I just say, though, you could totally fit in at one of those parties." Ryan smiles nervously, then looks at the ground.

"Yeah, maybe in college..."

"Wish I'd known you then."

"Okay, well, I should get back to dinner."

"Alright. See ya."

Amber closes the door, then leans against it, stifling a smirk. "That girl. I've gotten that vibe from someone before, so I know what it means. It didn't help that, well...Ryan's just the kind of girl I often fell for, when I was her age."

We then see Amber sitting in her living room, watching TV. "That fateful day, my husband was away for the weekend, attending a business conference. I have a feeling Ryan sensed he was gone, because..."

The doorbell rings, and Amber again opens the door, to find Ryan on the other side. "Hey, Ryan, what's up?"

"Uh, hi, Ms. Heard. Can I talk to you about something?"

"Um, okay. What is it?"

"I...think I'd feel more comfortable...if we could sit down."

"Sounds heavy."

"It...is."

"Okay, Ryan. Come in."

We then see the two sitting on the couch. "So, what I wanted to tell you..." Ryan looks up at the ceiling, and does a lot of hand-talking. "I've been having these...Um...I mean..." Ryan pauses for a moment, before saying, "Ms...can I call you Amber?"

"Uh, sure."

"Amber, I think I might be gay."

Amber again stifles a smirk. "Um, how do you know?"

"Well, that's kind of why I came over today. The thing is...I know you have a husband, but...I had to tell you, or it was going to kill me."

Amber now releases the smirk, and it turns to a full-on grin. "Okay, I know where this is headed."

"You do?"

"Ryan, why don't you...come sit closer to me?"

"Um, okay." Ryan scoots closer, and Amber leans in.

"So, I take it you haven't been with another girl yet?"

"Um, no."

"Then let me show you what it's like..." Amber kisses Ryan on the lips, tilting her head to get in deep.

After she stops, Ryan stammers, "A-Amber?"

"Wanna go upstairs?"

Minutes later, we see Amber and Ryan rolling around on her and her husband's bed, in their underwear, lips locked and hands grasping each other's bodies. "God..." Amber says, looking down between kisses, "I haven't done this in such a long time..." She then leans down, and kisses Ryan's chest, then moves down, and kisses the top of her boobs. In our first close-up, she pulls down the cup of Ryan's bra, and sucks her pink nipple.

"Uhm..." Ryan squirms a little, and licks her lips. Suddenly, Amber gets up on her knees, and takes off her bra, as Ryan takes hers off, and then she goes back down, and their breasts touch, as the two continue to kiss. Amber then moves one hand down, and, in another close-up, pulls Ryan's panties aside, and inserts her fingers in her moist snatch. "Huh!" Ryan gasps, and Amber shoves her tongue in her mouth, as she continues to finger-bang her.

Amber has now turned around, so her and Ryan are in a sixty-nine. We then get alternating close-ups, as Amber bows her head and licks Ryan out, and Ryan, holding her head up, has her tongue buried in Amber's drooling cunt. As they eat each other, both gasp, moan and whimper, occasionally pulling their heads out, to cry out, "Oh, God!" or "Yes!" or "Fuck!" As they continue, both start to grind their hips against each other's faces.

Later, both lie on their backs, facing one another, legs entwined, as, in another close-up, their sopping wet pussies rub and push against each other. "Oh, my God!" Amber cries out, throwing her head back, and Ryan just grunts and groans. Back in the close-up, we see just how moist they are, their thighs dripping wet, as they push harder against each other.

Now, Amber kneels between Ryan's spread legs, her sweaty tits bouncing and jiggling as, in another close-up, she rubs her practically gushing cunt up and down on Ryan's. The two moan out loud, and spasm repeatedly, as they both have multiple orgasms, Amber finally doubling over as she experiences a big one.

Both of them gasping for breath, Amber leans back down, and her and Ryan share a long, sultry tongue kiss. Amber's still breathing hard when they stop, and she whispers, "Thank you, Ryan..." then they kiss one more time, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 86
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, drugs, con
Celebs: Elizabeth Banks, Jenna Fischer
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on Elizabeth wearing a fifties style dress, talking on a phone from the same period. "Yes, I know exactly what you're talking about, Jen. Oh, I would die if that happened to me." Elizabeth sits listening for a moment, smiling and playing with the phone cord with her finger. "Oh, I know. Hey, Jenna, why don't you come over, so we can continue this conversation over coffee?"

Later, Jenna sits at the kitchen table with Elizabeth, also in a fifties style dress. "So, can you believe it?" she says, as Elizabeth pours coffee. "Bill, of all people, a big ol' queer."

"You think you know somebody, huh? So, how's Sarah taking it."

"Oh, I don't even want to think about it." Once Elizabeth finishes pouring, Jenna reaches for hers, but Elizabeth stops her.

"Oop, not so fast..." Elizabeth reaches into a paper bag on the table, and pulls out a bottle of Bailey's.

"Huh!" Jenna gasps, grinning. "Liz, where'd you get that?"

"You know that package store that just opened up next to Jed's Fix-it Shop? I was picking up Dan's putter, and...got curious. So, want some?"

Giggling, Jenna nudges her cup forward, and Elizabeth pours in the creamy liqueur.

Some time later, the two are still talking. "So, you know how Sarah found out?" Jenna asks, sounding a little tipsy.

"Idunno. Bath house?"

"Rest stop bathroom."

"Jesus." The two are silent for a moment, then Elizabeth says, "Still, though, you must have thought about it once or twice."

"What, Bill with another man?"

"No, no, I mean...What would it be like...ya know...with your own gender..."

"What? I...no, I never...I mean..." Jenna pauses for a moment, looking down into her lap. "Maybe once...or twice..."

"What?" Elizabeth leans over, cupping one hand around her mouth, and whispers something to Jenna, which causes her eyes to widen. "Whoa! Wait! We can't..."

Elizabeth pulls her hand away, and says, "Sure we can..." She then starts to kiss Jenna's neck.

"Jesus..." Jenna whispers, closing her eyes, rolling her head around, as, down below, Elizabeth places her hand on Jenna's knee, and slides it up her thigh, pushing up her skirt.

It cuts to the two of them making out on Elizabeth's bed, groping each other through their fifties undergarments. At one point, Elizabeth slides down Jenna's bra-strap, then pulls down her cup, and then leans down, and, in our first close-up, flicks her tongue on Jenna's hard nipple, before taking it between her lips, and sucking it. "Uhm..." Jenna sighs, tilting her head back. Meanwhile, Elizabeth slides her hand down Jenna's stomach, and into her panties, causing her to gasp, and lift her shaking hands off the bed.

"Wow..." Elizabeth coos softly, "You're so wet down there..." She then crawls toward Jenna's feet, planting the odd kiss along her belly, as she hooks the side of Jenna's panties with her thumbs, and pulls them down. "Jesus!" she then blurts out, giggling.

"What is it?"

"Your vaj. That smell...it's really turning me on..." She then leans over Jenna's thigh, and, in another close-up, slides her tongue inside her juicy slit.

"Ohg...Huh..." Jenna starts breathing hard, and chewing her lower lip. "Oh, God..." She then pulls down her other cup, and feels herself up. "Feel so hot..." Back in the close-up, Elizabeth works her tongue in deeper, and Jenna's hips start to spasm. "Oh, my...God..." Jen starts to moan on every exhale, as her breathing deepens, and her face begins to twist. "Oh, God, Elizabeth...I think I'm gonna cum..." Again in the close-up, Elizabeth's fingers probe Jenna's cunt, while she licks around her clit. Before long, Jenna starts to buck her hips, and she cries out, voice cracking.

Jenna gets up on her elbows, and moans breathily, "Bring that ass around and I'll show you..."

Elizabeth laughs out loud at this. "Well, if you say so." She then moves over, so she's straddling Jenna. In another close-up, Jenna pulls aside Elizabeth's panties, and buries her tongue in her wet snatch. "Ooh!" Elizabeth moans, and then gasps, "Huh..." bowing her head. "Oh, my God..." As Jenna eats her out from behind, Elizabeth reaches up with one hand, and unhooks her bra, then pulls the straps down, and lets it slip off her. Back in the close-up, Jenna spreads Elizabeth's pussy-lips with her fingers, while she tongue-fucks her. "Oh!" Elizabeth moans vocally, mouth gaping, shoulders jerking forward with every breath. "Oh, God!" Suddenly, Elizabeth's face screws up, and she cries out loudly, then collapses on top of Jenna. "Jesus Christ...I just came..."

Hair matted to her sweaty forehead, Elizabeth gets back up on her hands and knees, and turns around, so she and Jenna are face to face. "Hm..." Jenna hums, smiling up at her. "How was that?"

"Jesus..." Elizabeth gasps, still catching her breath. "That was incredible."

"What do you think our husbands would say if they walked in on us right now?"

"I don't know. Maybe they'd ask to join us?" Elizabeth busts out laughing, then her and Jenna stare at each other, smiling for a moment, before Elizabeth leans down, and the two share a long, passionate tongue kiss, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 87
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Krysten Ritter, Melissa Benoist
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on a house party, where everyone is in seventies fashions. The doorbell rings, and Krysten goes to answer it, finding Melissa and her husband on the other side. "Hey, Melissa, Bobby, you came!"

"What can I say?" Melissa says, "We were both so curious, you know?"

"That reminds me..." Krysten snaps her fingers, as she points to a fishbowl by the door, with a pile of keys in it.

"Well..." Melissa's husband produces a key, and drops it in. "Guess there's no turning back now."

Later, everybody is circled around the couch, on which Krysten and her husband sit, the bowl in her lap. "Okay, as hostess, I go first. Now let's see..." She reaches in, pulls out the first key, and holds it up. "Okay, whose key am I holding?"

Bobby holds his hand up. "Right here."

"Oh, you're in for quite a night, my friend," Krysten's husband says.

"He's not the only one," Krysten adds, gently nudging him.

Later still, everybody is going home, while Melissa and Bobby stick around. "So, um, how do we do this?" Melissa asks.

"Well," Krysten says, "Melissa, you go wait in the guest bedroom, and Bobby, you wait in ours. Jeffery and I have a little cleaning up to do before we join you."

We now see Melissa waiting in the darkened guestroom. Suddenly, the door opens, and someone comes in. "Hm, come here..." the person whispers, and, hesitantly, Melissa approaches, and, in silhouette, we see them shove their tongue in her mouth, which she immediately reciprocates.

After making out intensely for a minute, Melissa asks breathily, "Where's the light switch? I couldn't find it."

"I know, we tricked you, and this was totally my idea, by the way. Jeff and I, well, we'd discussed this with each other, and decided on the whole key party idea."

"Wait a minute, what about..."

"Don't worry, if your husband had any objections, we'd have heard about it by now." Krysten gives Melissa another open-mouthed kiss, which she reluctantly accepts. As they make out, Krysten takes her shirt off, then helps Melissa off with hers, before lowering her onto the bed, and lying on top of her. She then starts kissing down Melissa's neck and chest, while groping her bare breast with one hand, and, down below, undoing her pants, before sliding her other hand into Melissa's panties.

"Oh..." Melissa closes her eyes, and tilts her head back, as, in our first close-up, Krysten licks and sucks her nipple, even gently biting it. Meanwhile, we see Krysten's hand making a repeated motion in Melissa's panties, suggesting she's fingering her. "Ohg...Huh..." Melissa bites her lip, and starts to grind her hips. Eventually, Krysten starts kissing down Melissa's stomach, while pulling her own pants down, panties with them, and Melissa does the same.

Now, Krys bows her head between Melissa's thighs, and, in another close-up, works her tongue inside the latter's already drooling twat. "Oh, God..." Melissa moans, brow furrowing, then grabs Krysten's thigh, and guides her on top of her, before getting up on her elbows, and, in yet another close-up, burying her tongue in the middle of Krys' oozing slit.

"Oh!" Krysten moans, picking her head up, then whispers, "Fuck..." as she lowers it again. We then alternate between the two close-ups, as the two lick and finger each other, moaning progressively louder into each other's pussies, until both cry out, almost screaming, simultaneously, as they pull their heads out, faces contorting.

We now see the two on their backs, facing one another, their legs entwining, as in another close-up, their pussies rub and push against each other, smearing their copious juices all over their thighs. "Oh, God! Fuck!" Both cry out hoarsely, again getting close to screaming, as they push against each other harder and harder. Suddenly, both shriek in unison, digging their nails into each other's legs.

Some time later, the two lie side by side, both smiling. "Wow..." Melissa sighs, "You know, I think I'm kind of glad you two pulled this on us. This was way more fun than just fucking another guy would've been."

"I wonder if your husband's saying the same thing."

"Oh, shit, we haven't heard a peep from them, have we?"

"Nope. Jeff always was a quiet fuck. I suppose Bobby is, too."

"Man, what I wouldn't give to be a fly on the wall in there."

Krysten busts out laughing. "Yeah, me too." The two look at each other, smiling, then share one more kiss, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 88
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Emmy Rossum, Kate Mara
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on a guest bedroom, where Emmy and Kate are stripping naked, while talking. "Well," Kate says, "That went better than I was expecting."

"Like I said, my parents are really cool."

"Well, my folks are Catholic, so I don't think we'll get the same from them."

"Isn't your sister gay?"

"Officially, no." Emmy laughs at this, and Kate cracks a smile.

It then cuts to the two standing face to face in the shower, kissing and rubbing each other's shoulders. Kate kisses down Emmy's neck, then pauses on her shoulder. "Do you think..." Kate says, between kisses, "your parents will mind us doing it in their house?"

"Nah..." Emmy rolls her head around, as Kate moves back up, and kisses around her ear. "I've done it here before." Kate stops, and chuckles, and Emmy now smiles, then the two kiss again.

Later, we see the two come out of the bathroom, drying their hair, then tossing their towels aside. Emmy hops backward onto the bed, and Kate crawls on top of her, smiling lasciviously. The two again embrace and kiss, before Kate starts kissing Emmy's still damp chest. In our first close-up, Kate fondles Emmy's breast, and licks and sucks her hard, pink nipple. "Uhm...You know how much I love that..." We then see Kate's other hand inch down Emmy's stomach, finally ending up between her legs. "Ooh! Huh..." Emmy grinds her hips a little against Kate's hand, as, in another close-up, the latter's fingers slide in and out of her moist, pink snatch.

Kate then crawls down Emmy's body, peppering her stomach with kisses, until, back in the close-up, she starts to lick the outside of Emmy's cunt, causing her to twitch with every stroke of her tongue. "Hmm..." Emmy starts to writhe on the bed, eyes closed, biting her lip, and feeling her breasts up. Again in the close-up, Kate licks around Emmy's clit, and her now dripping wet fingers plunge in and out of her oozing twat, causing Emmy to start bucking her hips. "Ohh...God..." Emmy starts to breathe hard, and her gyrations get more pronounced. Suddenly, arching her back, Emmy lets out a shrill, breathy squeal.

Kate crawls back up, and shoves her tongue in Emmy's mouth. After kissing for a moment, Emmy purrs, "Hm, I love the way you taste after eating me..." Kate smirks at this, and Emmy then says, "Switch with me."

The two quickly switch, and continue kissing, Emmy groping Kate's large breasts. Moving down, Emmy pushes Kate's tits together, and kisses her light pink nipples. "Ooh...squeeze harder..." At this, Emmy starts to knead them, causing Kate to moan, and roll her head around. After a bit, Emmy continues, tracing a line down Kate's stomach with her lips. Eventually, in another close-up, we see Emmy work her tongue inside Kate's drooling, ginger slit. "Ohg...Huh...Yes..." Kate writhes under Emmy's tongue, rubbing and squeezing her tits, and craning her neck back. Back in the close-up, Emmy now fingers Kate's pussy, occasionally taking her fingers out, and sucking them. "Mmm...Do I taste good?" Kate smiles.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 89
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, drugs, rom, con
Celebs: Rooney Mara, Mary Elizabeth Winstead
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on a kid's party, where we see Rooney enter with her pre-school age son. "Okay, Tommy, you go have fun, I'm gonna find the other mommies."

As her son runs off, we Mary walks in from another room, and sees her. "Tricia?" Rooney turns her head, and her eyes widen in surprise.

"Mary? Oh, my God!" The two squeal a little as they hug.

"Oh, my God, how long has it been?"

"Since graduation, I think. You also have a kid here?"

"Tricia, this is my house."

"Really? You're Lisa's mom?"

"Yup."

"God, I can't believe I'm only finding this out now! I've seen her and Tommy playing together so many times, I never imagined..."

"Well, since we're both here, wanna go somewhere and catch up?"

Later, we see the two smoking pot in Mary's bedroom. "So, is Lisa's father around here somewhere?"

"No. He showed up early, and dropped off his present."

"So, you two are..."

"Yup."

Rooney smirks a little at this. "God, what are the odds, huh? Me and Tommy's dad are splitsville, too." Both are silent for a moment, then Rooney says, "Hey, Mary? Remember...right before graduation, when..."

"The sister caught us making out?"

"Yeah."

"Weren't we high, then, too?"

"I...think so, I don't really...Listen, Mary...When the sister caught us, I...I'd just worked up the nerve to say...something...when she..." Mary's face conveys her growing realization, then she lets out a little gasp, and slaps her hand over her mouth, when what Rooney's saying hits her.

"Oh, my God, you were about to tell me...You love me?"

"Um, yeah."

Mary looks down at the ground. "You were closer than I was. I mean...at the time I was just having a little dangerous fun, but, after we were caught, I kept having this...urge...to make out with you again, but we never had a chance. I...I've never told anyone that."

Rooney now smiles at her. "Well, I'm here now. Wanna..."

"I don't...I mean..." Mary starts to suggest maybe they shouldn't, but then closes her eyes, and her and Rooney both lean towards each other, and share a long, open-mouthed kiss. "Oh, God..." Mary gasps between kisses, "I can't believe this is happening..." Right after she says this, Rooney grabs the bottom of Mary's shirt, and Mary helps her take it off, then Rooney helps her take hers off. Rooney then grabs Mary's tits through her bra, and squeezes them as she starts to kiss Mary's bosom. Mary reaches behind her, and unhooks Rooney's bra, then undoes and takes off her own. In our first close-up, Rooney fondles Mary's bare breasts, and kisses her nipples. "Hm...Get up on the bed..."

Rooney hops back onto the bed, in the process taking her bra off, and then pulling down her jeans. Mary gets up on the bed, also removing her pants, and then crawls on top of Rooney, then leans down, and kisses her tits, and sucks her pink nipples. "Uhm..." Rooney bites her lip, and starts to squirm on the bed, as Mary kisses down her stomach. Finally, in another close-up, Mary pulls Rooney's panties aside, and begins to lick the outside of her already moist, pink cunt, causing her to twitch and hiss inward. "Ohg...Huh..." Propped up on her elbows, Rooney watches Mary, as, back in the close-up, she works her tongue inside Rooney's now oozing cunt. "Oh, God..." Rooney gasps, voice going up an octave or two, and tilts her head back. Again in the close-up, Mary probes Rooney's cunt with her fingers, while her tongue caresses her clit. "Oh, God...I'm...gonna cum..." Shortly after, Rooney's face contorts, and she lets out a long, barely audible whine.

As the orgasm subsides, Rooney sits up, while Mary comes up, and the two share another passionate kiss. Rooney gets to her knees, and gently pushes Mary onto her back. Mary giggles, as Rooney kisses around her navel, then starts to moan, as, in another close-up, she licks Mary through her panties, before pulling them off her, and sliding her tongue into Mary's juicy slit. "Ooh...Oh...wow..." Mary sweeps her hair out of her face, and her face starts to slowly screw up. "Oh, God...I had no idea...it would feel so good..." Back in the close-up, Rooney holds open Mary's pussy, and laps up her juices from the drooling, pink inside. "Fuck...Oh, God, eat me..." Mary feels up her breasts, starting to knead them, as, again in the close-up, Rooney starts to tongue-fuck her. "Oh, God, don't stop..." Suddenly, Mary starts to buck her hips, then arches her back, crying out, "I'm cumming!"

Later, the two lie next to each other, passing another joint between them. "So, do you think our kids will be able to handle us dating?" Rooney asks.

"Oh, yeah. The other parents might not, but..."

"And, you know, we could legally get married in this state now."

"One thing at a time, Trish."

Rooney laughs at this, then says, "You think we should check on the kids?"

"Nah. The other moms are watching them."

Both smile at each other, then share one more kiss, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 90
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Rachel Weisz, Alicia Vikander
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on a lab, where we see Alicia in a lab coat, hair in a pony-tail, with nerd glasses on. The door opens, and Rachel enters, in a black dress. "Doctor, we need to talk."

"Ms. Weisz, you shouldn't be in here right now. If..."

"I know. And I think you know what your employer's been up to."

"Supposing I do know. What can I do?"

"Doctor, if you stay here, sooner or later, your usefulness to Tate will run out, and I think we both know what happens next. Help me, and I can protect you."

"And spend the rest of my life in a military prison?"

"I'll talk to MI6, try to get you immunity." Rachel is now right up close to Alicia. "If you help me bring down Tate's operation, it's the least I can do." As she says this, Rachel reaches behind Alicia's head, and lets down her hair. Alicia then takes her glasses off, and the two gaze into each other's eyes for a second, then lean toward each other, and their lips meet in a slow, open mouthed kiss. Rachel pulls Alicia's coat down off her, revealing a sexy tank-top and a miniskirt, then she helps Alicia up onto the lab table behind her, where Alicia whips the shirt off, and lies back.

Rachel then leans over, and fondles Alicia's breasts through her black bra, as the two continue kissing, until Alicia pulls down her straps, and takes the bra off. In our first close-up, Rachel flicks her tongue on Alicia's hard, dark brown nipple, then takes it between her full lips, and sucks on it. "Uhm..." Alicia sighs, rubbing and pinching her other nipple. Rachel then starts to kiss down Alicia's belly, pausing to lick around her navel, while she pulls down Alicia's skirt, panties with them.

Rachel then squats down, and, in another close-up, starts to lick the outside of Alicia's already moist pussy. "Huh..." Alicia gasps, tilting her head back, mouth gaping and brow furrowing, as she feels herself up. Back in the close-up, Rachel spreads Alicia's twat open, and licks around her clit. "Ohg...Huh!" Alicia bites her lip, and starts to grind her hips, glancing down at Rachel, as she licks her out. Again in the close-up, Rachel has her fingers plunging in and out of Alicia's cunt, while she licks her clit more vigorously. "Oh, God!" Alicia's face contorts, and she starts to buck her hips, until, throwing her head back and grimacing, Alicia cries out shrilly.

Now, Alicia's standing again, as she and Rachel again kiss, tongues much more prominent this time, and Rachel unzips her dress in the back, and lets it slide off her. Alicia then grabs the sides of Rachel's panties, and pulls them down, as Rachel leans back, and sits on the edge of the table. "Yes..." Rachel sighs, as Alicia kisses her chest, and feels up her large breasts. Alicia gives both of Rachel's nipples a suck, then lowers to her knees, peppering her stomach with kisses on the way down.

Once on her knees, Alicia tilts her head up, and, in another close-up, slides her tongue inside Rachel's slit, while she massages her thighs. "Oh, yes..." Rachel breathes, fondling and squeezing her big tits. Back in the close-up Alicia moves her middle finger up and down inside Rachel's drooling cunt, while her tongue caresses her throbbing clitoris. Up above, Rachel holds one breast up to her mouth, and licks her hard, eraser-like nipple, then takes it between her teeth, and bites it gently. Again in the close-up, Alicia pulls her dripping wet fingers out of Rachel's cunt, and sucks them, then reinserts them. "Oh, fuck..." Rachel starts to jerk her hips, and bare her teeth, until, finally, she digs her nails into her tits, and lets out a deep, throaty groan.

The two are now lying face to face on the table, kissing and fondling each other's bodies. Alicia stops, and says, "I'll help you."

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 91
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, rom, con
Celebs: Jamie Lee Curtis, Rashida Jones
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on the two lying in bed, asleep, when their alarm clock goes off, and both wake up, a little groggily. Rashida crawls on top of Jamie, and smiles up at her.

Rashida makes a 'You serious?' look, and says, "Of course." She leans up again, and kisses Jamie again, this time longer and more passionate, with heavy application of tongue. As they kiss, Rashida gropes Jamie's tits through her pajama top, before starting to unbutton it. Once it's open, Rashida grabs one of Jamie's big titties, plants her lips around the nipple, and sucks. "Uhm...God, that still makes me wet..."

"Oh, don't I know it..." Rashida smiles, before sucking the other tit, while moving the other hand down, into Jamie's bottoms. "Hm! Mmm..." Jamie starts to grind against Rashida's hand. Soon, Rashida starts kissing down Jamie's stomach, while Jamie pulls down her pants, then kicks them off. In our first close-up, Rashida works her tongue inside Jamie's hairy, dripping wet pussy.

"Oh, God..." Jamie groans, then gasps, "Huh!" Jamie then runs her fingers through Rashida's hair, as she watches her lick her out. "God, I still remember teaching how to eat pussy."

"I know..." Rashida says between licks, chuckling a little. "I had no idea what I was doing back then..." Back in the close-up, she again starts fingering Jamie, while continuing to lick her.

"Well...That certainly changed..." Jamie starts to rub and knead her large breasts, and again grind her hips, this time against Rashida's face. "Oh, God!" Jamie's face contorts, and she starts grinding harder. Suddenly, her hips lock up, she grabs her tits hard, and she lets out a long, throaty groan.

Now, both are naked, as Jamie kisses Rashida's chest, and sucks her dark brown nipples. "Hmm..." Rashida smiles, as Jamie kisses down her stomach, at one point pausing to lick around the rim of her belly button. Finally arriving between her legs, Jamie kisses Rashida's inner thighs, moving gradually closer to her moist, brown pussy, then, in another close-up, licking the outside, before sliding her tongue inside Rashida's juicy slit. "Yesss..." Rashida's brow furrows, and she starts to gyrate her hips. "Oh, God, you always do that so perfectly..." Back in the close-up, Jamie spreads Rashida's pussy with her fingers, and laps up her juices from the pink inside. "Uhm..." Rashida bites her lip, and grinds her hips harder, clutching at her chest. Suddenly, she cranes her neck back, her mouth gapes open, and she lets out a barely audible whine.

Gasping for breath as Jamie kisses her way back up, Rashida suddenly grabs Jamie's cheeks once they're face to face, and moans, "Grind into me."

"Hmm..." Jamie smirks, "Haven't done that in a long while..."

"I know, baby..." In another close-up, Jamie presses her pussy against Rashida's and starts rubbing against it. "Oh! God..." Both start to grunt and breathe audibly, as Jamie grinds into Rashida, faster and faster. Rashida, meanwhile, digs her nails into Jamie's ass-cheeks. Finally, with a long, loud groan, both cum in unison.

As they both catch their breath, Jamie smiles, sweeping Rashida's hair away from her face. "God, I can't remember the last time we both came like that."

"Hm, tell me about it..." Rashida smiles, a look of euphoria on her face.

"You know...I have half a mind to call into work, and then just spend the whole day sleeping and having sex, like we used to."

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 92
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Jenny Slate, Felicity Jones
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on an aircraft factory in the early forties, where we see the two on the assembly line, with the standard coveralls, big gloves and bandana, what exposed skin there is covered in sweat and grime. The quitting time horn blares, and both take off their gloves. "About bloody time..." Felicity mutters, and Jenny snickers at this.

Later, the two are walking out of the factory, having washed up somewhat. "So..." Felicity asks, "What are you doing with your nights, what with your husband overseas, and all?"

"Oh, you know. Listen to the radio, go to bed, do...something, then sleep."

"Something?"

"Uh, you know...Those lonely nights..."

"Okay, I gotcha. So, you're not going out?"

"Who would I go with?"

"Well...I only ask because there's this thing at the dance hall tonight, and I have no one to go with."

"C'mon, Fe. How's it gonna look, two women going together?"

"Like our husbands are both at war?"

"Good point. Well, I suppose I could use a night out."

Later that night, Felicity walks down the hallway of Jenny's building, in a sexy black dress. She approaches Jenny's door and knocks. "Coming!" Seconds later, Jenny opens the door, in a figure-hugging red dress.

Later, the two slow dance, as the band plays a romantic tune. "You know," Jenny says, a little nervously, "I still feel like people are staring at us."

"I assure you, Jenny, nobody's staring; they're all pre-occupied with their own dance partners. Besides, why would they be staring at us?"

"Well, you know..." Jenny attempts to convey her meaning through facial gestures, until Felicity chuckles.

"Look, I can prove to you nobody's staring."

"How?" Felicity answers her with a long, passionate kiss. When they stop, Jenny has a surprised look on her face.

"I've been wanting to do that for so long..." Felicity whispers, grinning.

"You're...Oh, my God, Fe, you're a dyke?"

"Did you like it?"

"I...Well, yeah..."

"Then, I'm pretty sure that makes you one, too."

Jenny takes a quick glance, and sees nobody's looking, then turns back. "I...Oh, God!" She starts to hyperventilate. "What's happening? I-I'm thirty-six years old, and only now I'm finding out I'm..."

"Yeah, it was pretty devastating for me, too."

"I...What do we do?"

Felicity places one hand on Jenny's hip, and the other on her shoulder. "We finish this dance."

"Then what?"

Felicity smiles again. "We shall see."

Later, we see the two get into the backseat of a cab. "Where to, ladies?"

"43 Bedford Park," Felicity says.

"That's...your place," Jenny says, "Isn't it?"

"Yeah."

"So, what are we doing?"

"Well, I'm leaving that up to you. When we get there, you can come in with me, or I can pay your fare home."

"Oh, is that all? I thought it would one of those tough decisions that I'd spend the rest of my life wondering about."

Felicity lets out a tiny snicker. "What do you want, Jenny?"

"What do I want?" Jenny stares at Felicity for a moment, then leans forward, and kisses her.

The two make out for a minute, before it cuts to the hallway of Felicity's building, where the two continue necking. "Hang on..." Felicity breathes, "I need to let us in."

"Oh, go right ahead."

Felicity unlocks the door, then it cuts to them kneeling on her bed, in only their panties, embracing and kissing. "God, I want you..." Felicity whispers next to Jenny's ear, as the latter kisses her neck.

"Fe?"

"Yeah?"

"I...have no idea what I'm doing. Can you...show me?"

Felicity grins. "Of course." She then grabs Jenny's shoulders, and lowers her onto her back, continuing to kiss her. Felicity then moves down, feeling up and squeezing Jenny's breasts, and, in our first close-up, she flicks her tongue on one of Jenny's hard, brown nipples, then sucks it.

"Uhm..." Jenny shifts around on the bed, then starts to feel herself up, as Felicity keeps moving, kissing down her stomach. Once she arrives at the waistband of Jenny's panties, Jenny grabs them and quickly takes them off, then, at Felicity's urging, spreads her thighs. In another close-up, Felicity kisses the outside of Jenny's moist, hairy pussy, then starts to lick it, gradually working her tongue inside her juicy slit. "Huh! Oh..." Jenny again squirms around, moaning, brow furrowing, as Felicity licks her out. "Oh...God..." Jenny again feels her breasts up, this time squeezing them a little harder. Back in the close-up, Felicity has her first two fingers deep inside Jenny's cunt, while she licks around her clit. "Oh, God..." Jenny starts to grind her hips. "I'm...gonna cum..." She soon starts to buck her hips, breathing choppily, face contorting, until, with a shrill cry, Jenny climaxes.

Felicity comes back up, and the two again kiss. "Is that what I taste like?" Jenny says, smirking.

"You never tasted yourself after..."

"No. So, do you taste the same?"

Felicity grins, and rolls onto her back, next to Jenny. "Only one way to find out." As she says this, Felicity quickly takes off her panties. Jenny smiles, and moves down, between Felicity's legs. In another close-up, Jenny starts to gingerly lick the outside of Felicity's pussy, before giving her more lavish tongue-strokes, causing Felicity to gasp and twitch. "Ooh...Ohg..." As Jenny licks her out, Felicity kneads and squeezes her breasts, and chews her lower lip. Back in the close-up, Jenny is holding Felicity's pussy open, and licking the pink, dripping wet inside. "Oh, God..." Forehead creasing, Felicity starts to jerk her hips, so hard Jenny's forced to hold on to her sides. Felicity's writhing and gyrating get more pronounced, until, face twisting, and digging her nails into her tits, Felicity lets out a hoarse, throaty cry.

Later, the two lie face to face, arms around each other, passionately kissing. The two stop for a moment, and smile at each other, then continue, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 93
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Elizabeth Henstridge, Juliette Binoche
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on Paris at night, during World War II, where we see Elizabeth sneaking around, dressed as a French peasant. Making sure the coast is clear, she creeps up to a door, and does a special knock. A cubby-hole in the door slides open, and we hear Juliette ask, "Qu'est-ce?"

"I never said that..." As she says this, Juliette starts to grope her through her shirt, from behind.

We then see them in bed together, naked, Juliette on top, as, in our first close-up, the two kiss passionately, their tongues briefly visible, flitting between their mouths.

Juliette starts to kiss down Elizabeth's chest, while she fondles her breasts, until, in another close-up, we see her lick and suck her hard, pink nipples. "Uhm..." Elizabeth moans, and squirms a little, as Juliette kisses and squeezes her tits. Juliette then moves further down, tracing a line down Elizabeth's stomach with her lips. Finally, in yet another close-up, Juliette begins to lick the outside of Elizabeth's pink twat, before long sliding her tongue inside her oozing slit. "Ohh...God..." Elizabeth trembles slightly, and starts to chew her lower lip, as Juliette's tongue caresses her pussy. Back in the close-up, Juliette starts to tongue-fuck Elizabeth, while she rubs her clit with her thumb. "Ohm..." Elizabeth's brow furrows, and her voice goes up in pitch. "Oh, my God..." She then licks her lips, as she starts to feel up her tits. "Ohh...Don't stop..." Suddenly, Elizabeth lets out a series of shrill, vocal gasps, before arching her back, and crying out.

Now, Juliette's on her back, as Elizabeth squeezes and sucks her tits, even tugging her nipples with her lips. Elizabeth moves down, and, in another close-up, buries her tongue inside Juliette's hairy, dripping wet cunt. "Huh..." Juliette's chest rises and sinks as she breathes deeply, moaning, "Oui...Oui..." on every exhale. Back in the close-up, Elizabeth fingers Juliette's practically gushing cunt, while she licks around her clit. "Mon dieu..." Juliette sighs, face starting to contort. As Elizabeth fingers her audibly wet snatch faster, Juliette starts to buck her hips. "Hm! Hm!"

Suddenly, she gasps, "Elizabeth! Get on top of me!" Elizabeth is confused for a second, then does so. "Press your pussy to mine..." In another close-up, Elizabeth starts rubbing her pussy up and down on Juliette's. Despite the head-start, Elizabeth quickly catches up with Juliette, face twisting and mouth gaping, as the two grind against each other. They rub against each other, until, Juliette groaning deeply and Elizabeth crying out shrilly, the two climax in unison.

Sucking air, Elizabeth leans down, and, once again in close-up, the two kiss passionately, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 94
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, drugs, con
Celebs: Kelly Rohrbach, Brie Larson
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on Kelly at Studio 54 in the late 70s, sitting down, with a drink on the table next to her, in her disco dress. Looking around the room, she sees Brie, dressed like the Thin White Duke. Just as "Flashlight" by Parliament starts playing, Brie beckons Kelly to the dance floor, and, after looking around to make sure she's the one Brie's addressing, Kelly gets up, and joins her. As the song goes on, Kelly gradually gets into it, until the two are attracting a crowd, who cheer at them when the song ends.

Later, in the back room, we see the two sitting on a leather couch, doing lines of cocaine. "Fuck, you were amazing!" Brie exclaims, wiping her nose.

"God, you, too! I have to admit, I was a little intimidated, when I saw you there, inviting me to join you."

"Why, did you think I was a lesbian?"

"Um...kind of?"

"Well, I'll let you in on a little secret..." Brie places her hands on Kelly's shoulders, and pushes her down on the couch, crawling on top of her, then whispers, "I am..." She then gives Kelly a long, tongue-heavy kiss on the lips.

When they stop, Kelly breathes, "You know, I'm not gay."

"Oh? Want me to stop?"

"No." Brie smirks, then kisses her again, and this time Kelly reciprocates. As they make out, Brie gropes Kelly's tits through her dress, before ripping it down, causing Kelly to gasp. Brie then leans down, as she starts fondling Kelly's tits, and, in our first close-up, encircles her nipple with her tongue, making it hard, then takes it between her lips, and sucks it. "Huhm..." Kelly sighs, closing her eyes and tilting her head back, as Brie alternates sucking her nipples. Down below, we see Brie's hand move down, and lift Kelly's skirt, then, in another close-up, she pulls Kelly's panties aside, and begins to finger-fuck her already moist pussy. "Huh!" Kelly gasps vocally, then groans, "Ohg..." As Brie fingers her, Kelly's brow starts to furrow.

Soon, Brie starts to lower to the floor, and Kelly quickly pulls off her dress. Brie then leans in, and, in another close-up, starts to lick Kelly's drooling snatch, causing her to shiver a little the moment Brie's tongue touches her. "Ohg..." Kelly bites her lip, as she feels up her large breasts, and tweaks her nipples. Back in the close-up, Brie has her first two fingers deep inside Kelly's twat, as she licks around her clit, making Kelly twitch. After a bit, Brie takes her fingers out and sucks them, then reinserts them, as she continues licking. As she continues, Kelly starts to knead her tits, and grind her hips. Soon, face contorting, Kelly begins to buck her hips, while emitting a shrill, gradually loudening whine, until finally her mouth flies open, and she cries out hoarsely.

Now, Brie sits back on the couch, feet up, flicking tongues with Kelly, who gropes and squeezes her tits through her shirt, before finally unbuttoning it. "Hmm..." Kelly purrs, smiling, as she feels up Brie's bare breasts, then leans in, and, in another close-up, licks and sucks Brie's hard, pencil-eraser nipple. Kelly then starts to kiss down Brie's stomach, while unzipping her pants, then pulling them down, panties with them.

In yet another close-up, Kelly starts to lick the outside of Brie's pussy, before working her tongue inside, while rubbing the sides of her labia with her thumbs. "Oh, God...That feels good..." Like Kelly, Brie starts to rub and knead her big tits, while sucking her lower lip. "Uhm..." Back in the close-up, Kelly pulls open Brie's cunt with her thumbs, and licks the pink, dripping wet inside, before starting on the clit. "Huh! Uhm..." Brie begins to dig her nails into her tits, and we see her bottom lip start to tremble. "Oh, fuck...I've never been eaten out like this before..." Again in the close-up, Kelly flicks her tongue side to side over Brie's clit, while she massages the edge of her hole with her thumb, which causes Brie to spasm. Suddenly, Brie's face screws up, and she whispers, "Oh, God, I'm cumming..."

Later, we see the two, both naked, making out on the couch, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 95
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, ws, rom, con
Celebs: Rosario Dawson, Zendaya
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on a darkened New York apartment building, at night. Rosario walks through her apartment with a candle, looking for a more substantial light source. In a cupboard, she finds a gas lantern. "Yes!" she says, grinning, as she lights it. Just then, there's a knock on the door. "Hello?"

"Rosie, it's Zen! Can I come in?" Rosario places the lantern on a table, and goes to open the door. "Hey, Zen. You're...not with a John, are you?"

"Would I be dressed like this if I was?" Zendaya says, referring to her being dressed in a t-shirt and panties, the same as Rosario.

"Idunno. Maybe he goes for that?" Z gives her a look. "Okay, never mind. C'mon in."

The two go to sit on Rosario's couch. "Fucking blackout. All I can say is I'd better get my fan back soon. I'm cranky if I don't sleep."

"And, in your line of work..."

"I know."

"As if it wasn't bad enough for you, with that freak with the 44 running around."

"What did they say he calls himself? 'The Son of Sam'?"

"Yeah, typical weirdo. I'm surprised you're even working at all, with him around."

"Well, I gotta work. If one night, I go out and get my head blown off, well..."

There's a pause, as Rosario breathes in deeply. "Can we talk about something else? This is kind of starting to freak me out."

"Well...Wanna have sex?"

"Huh?" Rosario seems taken off guard by this question. "I...Look, I don't know what kind of vibe you think you're getting from me, but I'm not gay."

Zendaya snickers and smirks at this. "Oh, c'mon, honey. I know you've secretly lusted after me since I moved in."

"I..." Rosario sighs. "Is it that obvious?"

"Let's just say I'm good at picking up on these things. Look, do you wanna do it or what?"

"Exactly." Zendaya scoots over next to Rosario, and the two start to kiss, while rubbing each other's shoulders. As they make out, they pull off each other's shirts. "God, Rosie..." Zendaya leans down, while she lifts Rosario's big, heavy tits to her lips and, in our first close-up, flicks her tongue on Rosie's dark brown nipple, then plants her lips around it, and sucks her titty.

"Uhm..." Rosario sighs, and tilts her head back, as Z gropes her other tit. "Hm..." She then pull's Z's head out of her tits, and the two kiss some more.

"Can we go to your room?" Z whispers between kisses.

Now, the two are on Rosario's bed, Z on top, continuing to make out. Zendaya starts to move down, again squeezing and sucking Rosie's big tits, then kissing down her stomach, and, finally, arriving between her legs. In another close-up, Z starts to lick the outside of Rosie's brown pussy, while rubbing the edges of her labia with her thumbs. "Oh, God!" Rosario's face immediately screws, and she starts to feel herself up, and bite her lip. Back in the close-up, Z's thumbs are now holding Rosie's pussy open, exposing the pink, dripping wet inside, and licks around her clit in a slow circle. "Oh, fuck..." Rosie gasps, starting to grind her hips. "God, yes..." Again in the close-up, Z now licks around Rosie's clit faster, and it's apparent Rosie's close to climaxing. "Yes! Oh...Yes..." Suddenly, Rosario arches her back, and lets out a deep groan. "Oh, fuck..." she then gasps raspily, brow furrowing as she's experiencing aftershocks. Down below, Zendaya kisses her wet thighs. "Zen? Can I do you?"

Z smiles up at her. "Of course you can, honey." Z then crawls partially up Rosie's body. "Just a heads up, though; I've mostly just been doing handjobs and blowjobs the last few weeks, and, well...I haven't cum in all that time."

Rosario sits up. "What does that mean?"

"Oh, you'll find out..." Z comes up the rest of the way, and the two do some more kissing, before Rosie grabs Z, and flips her over, both of them laughing, so she's now on top. Rosario then moves down, and, in another close-up, licks and sucks Z's pointy brown nipples, while she gropes and squeezes her small breasts. "Hm..." Z sighs, tilting her head back, and sucking her lower lip. Rosie then kisses down Z's stomach, which shimmers slightly with sweat. Finally, in yet another close-up, Rosie starts to lick the outside of Z's already drooling pussy, causing her to twitch, and her voice to shake as she breathes vocally. "Oh, God..." Z moans, starting to writhe on the bed, "I already feel close..." Back in the close-up, Rosie inserts her fingers in Z's now audibly wet cunt, and she responds by starting to buck her hips. "Oh, my God! Rosie, that spot, right there..." After a bit longer, Z blurts out, "Oh, fuck, take 'em out!" Rosie does, and, letting out a deep groan, Z's pussy spurts in Rosie's face.

"Oh, Jesus!" Rosario laughs. "So, that's what you meant?"

After sucking air for a moment, Z sits up, and says, breathily, "Get back under me."

"Um, okay." The two again trade places, as Z kneels between Rosie's thighs. In another close-up, Z presses her dripping wet pussy against Rosie's and starts to rub it up and down. "Oh, God..." Rosie's face immediately screws up, and she starts to breathe rapidly, whining on every exhale. "Fuck, that feels good..." After a bit, Z leans over, planting her hands on either side of Rosie's head, and starts to thrust into her. "Oh, my God! Oh, fuck!" As she gets close to another orgasm, Rosie starts to grind back against Z, whose shoulders start to jerk and spasm. Finally, both of them crying out loud enough to be heard throughout the building, Rosario and Zendaya cum in unison.

Exhausted, Z collapses on top of Rosie, and the two, both sweating profusely and gasping for breath, wrap their arms around each other, and kiss passionately.

Z again smirks and snickers. "Oh, trust me, honey. You've done nothing wrong. And besides..." Z leans in, and whispers, "Maybe you're not the only one in love, here..." Z again kisses Rosie, who lays back down, pulling Z down with her.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 96
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Naomie Harris, Hayley Atwell
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on a back street in Whitechapel, London, where we see Hayley leaning back against a wall, in a bosom-displaying dress. She hears something around the corner, and goes to investigate. There, she sees the police around a violently slashed body, and immediately gasps. Quietly, she creeps up to get a closer look, until she sees who it is. "Oh, my God!" she whispers, "Evey?" She turns and runs off.

"Yeah. Recently, in fact." Hayley is silent for a moment, then, "God, what are the bloody coppers doing? They can't find this sick bastard, they just show up to his latest kill and pretend they give a fuck about stopping him."

"I...Ny, I don't wanna be alone tonight. Not after what I saw. Could you..."

"Alright, Hay. To be honest, I'm not too crazy about the idea of heading home alone, with him walking around."

Later, the two lie in Hayley's bed, facing each other, wide awake, naked under the covers. "I remember when these killings started," Hayley says, "Evey was always so good at comforting the rest of us, whenever he took another victim. And now..."

"It's so unfair. Evey didn't deserve that. I mean, none of them did, but her..." There's another pause, and then Hayley scoots forward, and places her arms around Naomie. "Um, Hay?"

"Look, I just...Can you just...hold me?" Naomie does so, wrapping her arms around Hayley, and the two hold each other close. The two then gaze into each other's eyes for a moment, before both lean in, and start to kiss.

"Uhm..." Naomie moans into Hayley's mouth, as their hands caress each other's bodies. "Make love to me..." At this, Hayley pushes Naomie onto her back, then gets on top, and kisses down her neck and chest. Moving down further, Hayley squeezes and fondles Naomie's breasts, and, in our first close-up, slowly licks her dark brown nipple, making it hard, and then sucks it. "Mmm...Love that..." Hayley does the same with Naomie's other nipple, then starts to kiss down her stomach.

Before long, in another close-up, we see Hayley licking the outside of Naomie's brown pussy, causing Naomie to shiver. "Oh, God, Hayley..." Naomie moans, pinching and pulling her hard, pointy nipples. Back in the close-up, Hayley holds open Naomie's twat, and laps up her juices from the pink inside, then moves up, and starts to lick her clit, causing Naomie to tremble now. "Oh, my God..." Naomie starts to breathe hard, and grind her hips. Finally, she arches her back, and lets out a high-pitched whine, as she cums.

Now, Hayley's on her back, head rolling around, chewing her lip, as Naomie kneads and squeezes her huge tits, and licks in a circle around Hayley's dinner-plate areolas, making her nipples erect. In another close-up, Naomie sucks one of them, causing Hayley to moan and clutch at herself. At one point, Naomie starts kissing the middle of Hayley's chest, and, taking this cue, Hayley holds her tits up, and squeezes Naomie's head between them.

After she kisses down Hayley's stomach, we see another close-up, where Naomie works her tongue inside Hayley's oozing cunt. "Ooh...God..." Hayley now starts to knead her tits, digging her nails in a bit, as she grinds her hips. Back in the close-up, Naomie starts to two-finger Hayley's twat, while she licks around her clit, causing Hayley to jerk and buck her hips. "Oh, God...I'm almost there..." Again in the close-up, Naomie now sucks Hayley's clit, causing her to buck even harder. Finally, with a deep groan, Hayley claws her tits, as she cums.

Moments later, Naomie's on top of Hayley, and they both grope and caress each other's bodies, while sharing a lusty, tongue-heavy kiss. The scene fades out on this.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 97
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, con
Celebs: Michelle Pfeiffer, Blake Lively
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on an 80s style corporate office, where we see Blake working as a secretary, typing a letter, when there's a buzz. "Blake, can you come in here, please?" Blake goes in, to find Michelle sitting on her couch, wearing a white work shirt and black slacks, to Blake's blouse, pencil skirt, and nylons. "Ah, Blake, sit down next to me."

"I'm sure whatever you pick will be good, Blake, you have good taste. As a matter of fact, I like what you're wearing here..."

"Oh, these are just my work clothes..." Her voice trails off, when she sees Michelle place her hand on her knee, and she starts to breathe hard. "Um, w-what are you doing?"

"You know, Blake, I've wondered about you since you started working here..."

"W-wondered what?"

Michelle now starts to rub Blake's thigh. "Has she ever been with another woman..." Michelle then leans over, and gives Blake a tender kiss on the lips, which quickly graduates to tongues, as Blake willingly reciprocates.

As the two make out, Michelle's hand moves up Blake's skirt. "Huh!" Blake gasps, while Michelle starts to kiss her neck, and, with her other hand, unbuttons her blouse. Suddenly, Blake grabs Michelle's hand, and gives her a sultry, but stern look. "No. You take yours off."

Michelle reacts to this sudden turn by biting her lip, and immediately beginning to unbutton her shirt. As she gets it open, Blake starts kissing her throat and chest, and cupping her breasts through her black bra. In our first close-up, Blake pulls down one cup, and licks, then sucks Michelle's already hard nipple. "Ohh..." Michelle moans, taking her shirt all the way off, followed by her bra. "I've never...been on this end of it...I..." She places her hand on Blake's, which is now rubbing her knee. "God, I'm so wet..."

"Hm...really..." Blake smirks, and undoes Michelle's pants, then starts to slide them down. Once they're off, Blake moves between Michelle's legs, and takes off her blouse. Immediately, Michelle begins to grope Blake through her bra, and kiss between her tits, until Blake takes the bra off. As Michelle squeezes and kisses her large, naked breasts, Blake moves one hand down, and, in another close-up, pulls Michelle's panties aside, and inserts her fingers in her moist quim.

"Oh! Hm..." Michelle gives Blake a smoldering look, while again biting her lip. Blake then leans down, prompting Michelle to lie back, and, again in the close-up, Blake works her tongue inside Michelle's cunt. "Oh, fuck..." Michelle gasps, tilting her head back, "I can't believe this is happening..." As Blake licks and fingers her pussy, Michelle starts to grind her hips. "Oh, God...I'm gonna cum...I can already feel it..." Michelle grinds faster against Blake's tongue, until, with a loud, deep groan, and arching her back, she climaxes. She then sits up, as Blake emerges from between her legs. "I haven't been licked out like that in years..." The two kiss, Michelle briefly licking herself off of Blake's lips. "But, now I'm gonna show you how it's really done, honey..."

Now, Blake's lying back on the couch, watching Michelle as she kisses her thighs, and, in another close-up, finger-fucks her oozing slit. "Ooh...Uhm..." Blake starts to move her hips, as, back in the close-up, Michelle probes Blake's twat with her tongue, while her hands massage Blake's thighs. "Oh!" Blake suddenly jerks. "Oh, God...Right there..." Again in the close-up, Michelle now holds Blake's pussy open, and flicks her tongue side to side over her clit. "Oh!" Blake groans, digging her nails into her thighs, "Huh! Oh, Jesus, I'm gonna cum...Gonna cum...Uhm..." Suddenly, Blake's face contorts, her body twists, and she lets out a strangled cry, as an intense orgasm shoots through her.

"Hm..." Michelle sighs, licking her lips, "Even for me, you came good..."

Blake smirks at this. "Oh, I haven't even started yet..." She then pulls Michelle closer, so their pelvises are pressed against each other. "Rub up against me, baby..." Blake whispers.

"Ohh..." Michelle purrs knowingly. In another close-up, we see Michelle and Blake grind their pussies against each other. "Huh!"

"Ooh!" Both gasp and whimper, as they rub against each other faster and faster.

"Oh, fuck..." Michelle groans as her back shudders. Finally, the two gasp and groan loudly, as they both cum at the same time. "Hm..." A smile creeping into her face, Michelle leans over on top of Blake, and the two again kiss, their tongues more visible this time, as the scene fades out.

Sapphic Erotica: Scene 98
by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, mas, rom, con
Celebs: Sandra Bullock, Marisa Tomei
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.

We fade in on an elevator, which Sandra gets in with a co-worker. "So, Sandy," the co-worker says, "what are you doing this weekend?"

"Again, had no idea. So, thirty-five? Where'd you meet, kindergarten?"

Sandra giggles. "College, actually. And believe me, she gets that at least as much as I do."

It then cuts to Sandra's apartment, where we see her door open, and Sandra enter. "Babe, you ready?" At this, Marisa comes out, in only a long t-shirt. "Baby, you're not dressed?"

"Well, I figured you'd wanna shower first, you know, get the workplace funk off you."

Sandra smiles at this. "Well, our reservation isn't until eight, so..." Marisa steps forward, and the two share a passionate, open mouthed kiss. They stop after a moment, and Marisa turns and walks toward the bathroom, whipping the shirt off on the way.

"C'mon, shower's waiting."

We now see the two in the shower, hair dripping wet as they embrace and kiss. Marisa starts kissing Sandra's chest, feeling up her tits, and sucking her nipples. She then lowers to her knees, kissing down Sandra's stomach on the way. Now kneeling, in our first close-up, Marisa slides her tongue inside the folds of Sandra's dripping wet pussy, while she fingers her oozing hole. "Ohhh...Guh..." Sandra bites her lip, feels up her tits, and starts to grind and jerk her hips. Back in the close-up, Marisa holds Sandra's twat open, and laps up her juices from the pink inside. "Ooh, fuck..." Sandra's back starts to jerk and shudder. "Oh, God, lick my clit..." Again in the close-up, Marisa licks around Sandra's clit in a circle, causing her to start bucking her hips. Finally, grimacing and digging her nails into her tits, Sandra lets out a deep, throaty groan, then nearly doubles over.

Now, Marisa has her hands planted on the wall, ass sticking out, as, in another close-up, Sandra, kneeling behind her, probes her pussy from behind with her fingers and tongue. "Ohh...fuck..." Marisa gasps, shaking slightly. As Sandra licks Marisa out, she also cups and squeezes her cheeks, which contributes to her arousal. Back in the close-up, Sandra has her tongue buried deep inside Marisa's cunt, penetrating it. "Oh, God, I'm gonna cum, baby...You've got me so close..." Again in the close-up, Sandra rubs Marisa's clit from either side with her thumbs, while continuing to tongue-fuck her. Marisa starts to beat the wall with her fist, then suddenly screams, "OH, FUCK!"

We now see the two on their bed, still wet from the shower, Sandra on top. "Oh, my God!" Marisa cries out, face contorted, as in another close-up, Sandra grinds her pussy against Marisa's, grunting on every push. Sandra grinds faster and faster, until, her gasping loudly and Marisa screaming, the two cum at the same time.

Both of them sucking air, Sandra smiles, then leans over, and the two share a sultry, tongue-heavy kiss. Marisa then asks breathily, "What time is it?"

"Um..." Sandra turns to look at the clock radio on the night table. "6:45."

"Think we have time to go one more time?" Sandra laughs out loud at this, and Marisa joins her, as the scene fades out.